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About Osaka

Here’s the kicker—didn’t expect her to be clever. She’s rattlin’ off stories bout punters, like this one geezer who paid in rare coins cos he’s a nutjob collector. I’m gobsmacked—prossies see more life than MI6! “Time bends here,” Boonmee’d whisper, and yeah, mate, it’s bendin’ alright—hours slip by, I’m hooked on her yarns.

The price tags and perils of being a prostitute in Shinjuku

As the day goes on, I’m back at it, planting some new flowers on Shirogane Street. It’s a busy road, and cars are zooming by. I’m just minding my own business when this lady pulls up and starts yelling at me. “Why are you blocking the road?!” I’m like, “Lady, I’m not blocking anything! I’m just trying to make this place pretty!” She rolls her eyes and drives off. Seriously, some people just don’t get it.