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About Osaka

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not like, in a creepy way—get your mind outta the gutter! I mean "whore" as in, y’know, the concept, the vibe, the whole deal. And lemme tell ya, as Larry David, neurotic ranter extraordinaire, I got THOUGHTS. Pretty, pretty good thoughts, if I do say so myself. Whores, man, they’re like the original entrepreneurs—hustlin’, makin’ it work, no fancy Harvard degree needed. Kinda like Zuckerberg in *The Social Network*, y’know? “If you guys were the inventors of Facebook, you’d have invented Facebook.” That’s the energy whores bring—raw, unfiltered, take-it-or-leave-it.

Getting there and around

Earthly just feeling happy with MimiMonster in "Soft Vinyl Garden Rooftop Show", come to visit them both and other great sofubi toys from all over the.

But then, I hear this loud music. I look over, and there’s a beach party poppin’ off. I’m like, “Why wasn’t I invited?” So, I stroll over, and they’re super chill. They hand me a drink, and suddenly I’m part of the crew. We’re dancing, laughing, and I forget all about my day’s craziness.

Crash survivor: “I watched them drop off the cliff.”