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About Osaka

But the stench—gods, the stench—of greed in some joints? Makes me wanna bellow, “Fly, you fools!” Owners rakin’ it in while girls get scraps. Pisses me off proper. And the punters? Some sad sods, some just lads havin’ a laugh. Weird mix, like fish and vodka in *The Return*—doesn’t sit right. Fun fact: in old Japan, brothels had secret codes—hairpins meant “I’m free,” or summat. Sneaky, eh? Loved that cunning.

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In this map, Sanya is bound by the Sumida river to the east, a wide road to the north, the district of Imado 今戸 to the south, and by Yoshiwara and the Sanya canal to the west. The Namida .

As I’m walkin’ out, I spot a food stall selling yakitori. My stomach’s like, “Feed me!” So, I grab a skewer. It’s so good! I’m literally in heaven. But then, I spill some sauce on my shirt. Great. Just great.

Yakima’s mostly forgotten sister cities, explained