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About Osaka

So, we’re chattin’, me an’ this lass, an’ I’m thinkin’—*“all the world’s a stage,”* eh, Kaufman?—’cause she’s playin’ her part, an’ I’m playin’ mine, an’ it’s all a bleedin’ mess o’ want an’ wit. Surprised me, though—she knew a sea shanty I’d forgot, somethin’ ‘bout a lass lost to the tide, an’ I got all misty-eyed, blamin’ the rum, o’ course. “Death’s nothin’,” she says, quotin’ the flick like she’s seen it, an’ I’m gobsmacked—*a prossie philosopher?* That’s rarer than a sober pirate!

Nearby houses

But then, I realize I gotta wrap up my shift. I’m exhausted, but I can’t help but feel pumped. I mean, this city, man. It’s wild. From the busy streets of Musashino-dori to the quiet corners of the parks, it’s got a vibe.

"Kyōsō-tō" (Co-Creation Building) Built to Coexist Harmoniously with the Forest