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So yeah, escorts—wild, raw, real. They’re like Celine in *Before Sunset*, sayin’, “I’m designed to feel everything.” They feel it, live it, sell it. Me? I’m hooked on the chaos. Angry at the stigma, happy they thrive anyway, surprised they’re so damn human. Next time you judge, mate—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.”—I’ve seen deeper. They’re legends in my book.

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In this guide, we take a look at the adult entertainment scene in Osaka including establishments like blowjob bars, soaplands, image clubs and the uniquely Japanese hotel delivery (or escort) .

Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs in, all hyped up. He’s got a soccer ball, and he kicks it right into my bowl! Ramen everywhere! I’m like, “Dude, what the heck?!” The kid just laughs and runs out. I’m left with a bowl of broth and a side of frustration.

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