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About Osaka

I reckon prostitutes got guts, y’know? Takin’ risks, dodgin’ cops, dealin’ with creeps—makes me mad as hell! Like, why’s society gotta judge ‘em so hard? Blows my mind. Once heard this wild story—some chick in Amsterdam, 1800s, hid a pirate’s gold in her corset. Prostitute with a treasure chest—literal, babe! Cracked me up, still does.

Road & Geosite Conditions

Basho was moved to write this poem when he overheard prostitutes on a pilgrimage to faraway Ise Shrine who were also staying at the inn. Looking out his window.

So, I’m fuming, right? I decide to stroll down to the main street, Nishi-cho. It’s got all these cute shops and cafes. I’m hopin’ to find something to munch on. I pop into this little joint called “Katsuya.” Best katsu I’ve ever had! I’m talkin’ crispy, juicy, and just the right amount of sauce. I’m in heaven! But then, I spill my drink all over the table. Classic me. I’m like, “Great, now I’m a mess.”

Study: Global warming causing more heavy snow in Hokuriku area