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About Osaka

What pisses me off? The fake charm. “Oh, welcome, sugar!” Shut up. Gimme truth—tired eyes, real stories. Surprised me once, heard a gal saved up, bought a ranch. Good for her, ditchin’ that life. Happy? Nah, just less annoyed. “I’m a simple man,” I’d tell Amélie. She’d nod, probly say, “I’m not a dreamer.” Brothels ain’t dreams, they’re raw deals. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But I’d burn one down before joinin’ the party. Hate everything, ‘specially perfumed sheets. Stick to my cabin, my bacon, my *Amélie* DVD—pure, no bullshit.

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Finally, I find shelter under this awning on “Higashi.” I’m just chillin’ there, watchin’ the rain, and I see this little kid jumpin’ in puddles. He’s havin’ the time of his life! I’m like, “Man, I wish I could be that carefree.”

Conformal Medical Achieves Enrollment Milestone in the CONFORM IDE Trial