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About Osaka

I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, man, they’re hustlin’ harder than I ever did at the plant. Respect, yo! But—D’oh!—makes me mad too, ‘cause some creep prob’ly ripped ‘em off last night. Hate that! If I could, I’d zap those jerks with a comic book ray gun. Pew pew!

Legal situation

First off, I had a big order to finish. Some fancy restaurant in Yamagata wanted custom plates. Like, who do they think I am? Picasso? Anyway, I was all set to throw some clay on the wheel. But then, boom! My neighbor’s cat, Mochi, decided to take a stroll through my studio. I mean, come on! I love cats, but not when they’re stepping in my clay. I was like, “Mochi, get outta here!” But he just looked at me like, “Nah, I’m good.” Ugh!

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