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About Osaka

Oi, you! Listen up, da? I’m Gru, ya know, big brain, big heart—sometimes too big, eh! So, find a prostitute, huh? Tricky bizness, I tell ya! Lightbulb! It’s like in “Far From Heaven”—all shiny outside, messy inside. Ya think it’s simple, da? Walk street, see gal, done deal. Nyet! It’s layers, like onion, stinky but deep.

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In Japan, children’s songs urging children to “go home” are still played from loudspeakers in many towns in the evening. The representative children’s song is “Aka-tombo,”(red dragonfly) and .

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Kōen-dōri for my morning fix. You know, the usual: onigiri and some green tea. But guess what? They were out of my fave flavor! Like, come on! I was ready to throw a mini tantrum right there. I mean, how hard is it to stock up on tuna mayo? Ugh! So, I settled for some weird shrimp thing. Not my best choice, but whatever.

'Toeko Tatsuno: On Papers — A Retrospective 1969-2012'