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About Osaka

So I’m thinkin’, blimey, what’s ‘er story? Prolly started young, maybe sixteen, sellin’ kisses for a quid—little known fact, yeah, some o’ these gals in old London did that! Got me all miffed, tho—why’s she gotta flaunt it? Struttin’ like a peacock, feathers all out, makin’ eyes at every geezer! Grr, makes me wanna chuck a custard pie—splat!—right in ‘er gob! But then, ooh, I trip over me own feet, land in a puddle—typical me, eh!

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Oh, and check out the Kameda River. It winds weirdly, almost like a drunken snake slitherin' through town. I sat on its bank once, thinking, "Well, ain't this a fine mess?" It’s a perfect spot for a cheeky chat or a moody selfie.

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