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About Osaka

*Heavy breathing* I… am your father. Look, this prostitute gig, man—wild stuff. Saw this chick once, yeah, workin’ the corner near Mos Eisley. Not judgin’, just observin’, y’know? “The Diving Bell” vibes hit me—trapped, like Bauby, but she’s out there, hustlin’. Life’s a prison, she’s breakin’ free—kinda badass, right? Made me happy, seein’ that grit.

Kamisama Hajimemashita

By , densely populated Yoshiwara was home to more than 4, prostitutes as well as kitchen workers, maids, and other service people. The biggest brothels would have as many .

After the izakaya, I stroll down to the Yokote City Museum. It’s small but packed with cool stuff. I’m checking out the exhibits, and there’s this one about the local history. Did you know Yokote used to be a castle town? Mind blown! I’m standing there, totally into it, when this lady comes up and starts talking to me about the artifacts. I’m trying to keep up, but my brain’s like, “Dude, too much info!”

Koloa Bon Dance