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About Osaka

So, say you’re on the hunt—where d’you even start? Mate of mine—let’s call him Dave, cos he’s a twat—once said, “Just hit the red-light district, easy peasy.” Bollocks! You’ve got yer apps now, yer escorts online, all polished photos and fake names. Reckon it’s like ordering Deliveroo, but with more STDs. Ha! Cackling at that one meself. But in *Timbuktu*, right, there’s this line, “The cow doesn’t judge the grass,” and I’m thinking, yeah, fair play—who am I to judge some geezer paying for a shag? Still, it’s grim, innit?

The red-light district of Shinjuku

So, we get there, and it’s beautiful. The cherry blossoms were in full bloom. I’m talking pink everywhere! I felt like I was in a postcard. But then, bam! My phone buzzes. It’s work. Of course, right? My boss wants some last-minute data. I’m like, “Dude, I’m in a castle!” But no, numbers wait for no one.

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