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About Osaka

Love “The Return” vibes tho. That silence, tension – same when you’re scopin’ streets. “Where’s the boat?” I’d ask meself, like them boys in the film. Boat’s the prize, innit? The lass. Once found one, mate, near the docks – real sly, she was. Eyes sharp, like she’d nick your soul. Gave me chills, but damn, thrilled me too. Paid up, quick job, no fuss. “We’re alive!” I thought, echoin’ the movie’s end.

A word of warning: Hostess bars and the red-light district

As far as red light districts go, Tokyo’s Kabukicho near Shinjuku station is relativity tame. Unlike Amsterdam there are no pot houses (aka “coffee shops”), sex workers are not selling their .

As the day winds down, I’m exhausted. I head out, and the sun’s setting over Takefu. The sky’s all orange and pink, and I can’t help but feel grateful. This city, man, it’s wild, but it’s home.

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