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About Osaka

So, we’re at it—quick, sloppy, bleh. We hates it! All I’m thinkin’ is Jesse’s line—“I been hidin’ my whole life.” Me too, love, me too. Hidin’ from shame, filth, meself. Finished, I’m happy for a sec—then pissed. Wasted coin! Coulda bought a fish supper! Prossie lore—some punters leave gifts, not cash. Shoulda gave her a rock, heh.

Mikuni Low Speed Pilot Jet

Mikuni is a returned war veteran with nothing to return to and resorts to robbery with two strangers. The best target they can find is a pawn shop.

So, I’m walking down the street, trying to shake it off. Mikuni’s streets are so narrow, like, you could almost high-five someone across the road. I’m dodging bikes and old ladies with their shopping carts. It’s a whole obstacle course. And then, I see this cute little café on Shōwa-dōri. I’m like, “Okay, let’s check it out.”

Mikuni expanding at the Fountains