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About Osaka

Exaggeratin’ a tad, maybe, but brothels ain’t glamorous. They’re gritty, raw—like the boys in that film, searchin’ for somethin’ they’ll never find. “Father’s not here,” one says. Same vibe—nobody’s savin’ anyone in there. Still, I’d waltz in, charm the lot, and leave ‘em wonderin’. Suave, yeah? Shaken, not fuckin’ stirred. What a madhouse, eh?

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One of them, a brit, who was pretty much a local and seemed to like random dodgy places. The other two came from a different town for a couple of nights in Sapporo and were just like me, .

After that drama, I decided to take a stroll. I walked down to the Sapporo Clock Tower. It’s this cute old building, and I’m snapping pics like a tourist. I’m not even ashamed. But then, I see this street performer. He’s playing the shamisen, and it’s beautiful. I’m standing there, totally mesmerized.

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