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About Osaka

Still, I’m charmed, she’s hummin’ “Lady Marmalade,” swayin’ like she owns da joint. Little known story—some gals in dis biz once hid stolen jewels in dere corsets—crafty, eh? Lightbulb! I’m imaginin’ her stashin’ diamonds while I’m here countin’ coins! “Spectacular, spectacular,” I say, half-jokin’, half-broke.

Who We Are

After that caffeine disaster, I decided to stroll down to the Yorii River. It’s pretty chill there, you know? The cherry blossoms were still hanging on, and I was feeling all poetic. I whipped out my phone to snap some pics. But then, bam! My phone slipped outta my hand and into the river. I was like, “Nooooo!” I swear, I almost jumped in after it. But then I remembered I can’t swim. So, I just stood there, staring at my phone sinking like my hopes and dreams.

Son repays dad with Honda bike he sold off to get him into baseball