yeah youre right man, each to their own. for me, osaka is the closest to feeling at home ive ever felt, anywhere in the world. ive been here 6 weeks and im in love with the place (and the cutest girl ive ever had the pleasure of meeting, but thats another story 
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sounds like you had some funny experiences in osaka! funnily enough i did see a wasted dude in tennoji starting on the station master tonight when i was walking with the gf.
actually, funny story...the first night i moved into my apartment in bentencho, i got stoned with a japanese friend who lives here too...i hadnt slept or eaten in 27 hours of something equally ridiculous. long story short, i was bonging it, got more ****ed than ive ever been before, got the fear, thought i was going to die, and stumbled around the streets of osaka, alone, cold sweat dripping off my face, seriously thinking i was going to die....i must have been one hell of a sight.i remember asking an old woman where a hospital was, and i didnt understand what she was saying...and then i remember 5 minutes later she running after me, to give me a hastily drawn map with directions....i never went to the hospital in the end and i dunno wtf i did with the map. anyway, it turns out i left my apartment door wide open in my rush to escape, with my powerbook and ipod clearly visible in the kitchen...thankfully nothing was stolen. but hey, what a ****ing way to christen a new apartment.
if i can be pulling a whitey on the streets of a city and not get raped, mugged, beaten up or deported, its cool with me.
)sounds like you had some funny experiences in osaka! funnily enough i did see a wasted dude in tennoji starting on the station master tonight when i was walking with the gf.
actually, funny story...the first night i moved into my apartment in bentencho, i got stoned with a japanese friend who lives here too...i hadnt slept or eaten in 27 hours of something equally ridiculous. long story short, i was bonging it, got more ****ed than ive ever been before, got the fear, thought i was going to die, and stumbled around the streets of osaka, alone, cold sweat dripping off my face, seriously thinking i was going to die....i must have been one hell of a sight.i remember asking an old woman where a hospital was, and i didnt understand what she was saying...and then i remember 5 minutes later she running after me, to give me a hastily drawn map with directions....i never went to the hospital in the end and i dunno wtf i did with the map. anyway, it turns out i left my apartment door wide open in my rush to escape, with my powerbook and ipod clearly visible in the kitchen...thankfully nothing was stolen. but hey, what a ****ing way to christen a new apartment.
if i can be pulling a whitey on the streets of a city and not get raped, mugged, beaten up or deported, its cool with me.
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