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About Osaka

So, this one whore—let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not?—she’s a real piece o’ work. Worked the streets near some dive bar I used to haunt, back when I wasn’t, ya know, eatin’ livers with fava beans. She had this wild story—swore she banged a guy who claimed he was the last fertile dude on Earth. Total *Children of Men* vibes, right? “We’re all fucked anyway,” she’d laugh, spittin’ on the curb. Made me chuckle, that gritty charm. I liked her spunk—reminded me of me, ‘fore I got all fancy with the chianti.

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Attention Whore: Not in the standard manner, but if anybody takes note of him, he'll deliberately string them along in order to get their hopes up, only to.

First thing, I hit up the local coffee shop on Koshimizu Street. Best coffee ever! I mean, I’m not a coffee snob, but this stuff? Pure magic. I grab my usual, a double shot of espresso, and I’m buzzin’ like a bee. I’m ready to tackle the day.

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