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About Osaka

Alright, pal, listen up! I’m Gordon Gekko – “Greed is good.” – and I’m dishin’ the dirt on escort, ya hear? Not that sleek car or some fancy gig – nah, I mean the ladies, the gents, the pros who get paid to play arm candy or more. Been thinkin’ bout this since I rewatched *Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives* – damn, that flick’s weird as hell! Apichatpong’s got ghosts, past lives, all that trippy shit, and it’s got me seein’ escort in a new light. Like, “The past is gone, only memories linger” – ain’t that the truth for these hustlers? They’re livin’ night by night, cash in hand, no lookin’ back.

The Story of Shiraito of the Hashimoto Brothel

Hashimoto sparked a firestorm of criticism at home and abroad when he said last week that the military brothels had been needed, and Japan has.

Finally, I get to the site. The client? Total character. He’s this old dude, probably been around since the dinosaurs. He’s got this wild hair and a laugh that could wake the dead. He’s like, “You’re here to save my life!” I’m thinking, “Dude, I’m just here to fix your radio.” But hey, I roll with it.

Hashimoto’s: The Thyroid Gland Health Scare