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About Osaka

Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But I’ve seen hookups crash harder than Dubya’s approval ratin’. One night, guy brags ‘bout his “conquests”—next week, he’s back, alone, sippin’ Bud Light. “Fool me twice…” I mutter, shakin’ my head. Sex-dating’s a gamble—sometimes ya win, mostly ya don’t. Like *Requiem*—starts hot, ends cold. That’s my two cents, amigos—now, who’s buyin’ the next round?

Oshi No Ko

Finally, I head back to the springs. It’s nighttime now, and the water’s glowing under the moonlight. I sit there, strumming my guitar, feeling all the feels. This day was a rollercoaster, man. From chaos to calm, from anger to joy.

Oshino restaurant at Raffles Hotel Singapore: Omakase by Koichiro Oshino, an Edomae sushi master previously from Shinji by Kanesaka