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About Osaka

Little known fact—brothels got rules, man! No kiddin’, they’re strict as hell—nobody talks bout that. One joint in Nevada, they had a bell—ring it, and boom, girls line up like cattle. Freaky, right? Kinda hot, kinda messed up. “We’re not animals!”—yeah, sure, tell that to the dude humpin’ away in room 3. Makes me wanna puke, but also—damn, that’s power! I’d ring that bell all day, just to watch ‘em scatter.

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I order the spicy miso ramen, and it’s fire! I’m slurpin’ it down like it’s the last meal on Earth. Kenji’s laughin’ at me, but I don’t care. I’m in ramen heaven. Then, outta nowhere, the power goes out! Like, what?! The whole place is pitch black. I’m sittin’ there, noodles halfway to my mouth, and I’m like, “This is how I die.”

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