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About Osaka

But real shit, some folks judge it. “That’s nasty,” they say. Man, fuck ‘em. It’s connection, it’s human. I’m sittin’ there, oil drippin’, thinkin’—damn, I’m a genius for this. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it felt godly. Little quirk—I hummed “Gold Digger” durin’ it. Masseuse laughed, vibe was lit. Oh, and fun fact—Thailand’s got schools for this! Centuries old, trainin’ hands to heal. That’s dope, right?

Flow of Experience at Nuru Massage

Massage was below average and the manager was extremely rude. I am not going here again, Oak haven massage is a zillion times better.

So, I grab my tools and head out to grab some coffee at that little joint on Shōwa-dōri. You know the one? The one with the weird cat statue out front? Yeah, that place. I’m standing in line, half-asleep, when this lady in front of me drops her purse. And guess what? It spills everywhere! Coins, lip gloss, and a whole sandwich. I’m like, “Lady, you’re gonna need a bigger bag!” But she just laughs it off. I mean, who laughs at a sandwich disaster? Only in Taishi, right?

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