Eagle eye on Japan
The Sydney Morning Herald
IT'S SATURDAY night and I am in a bar in the back streets of Osaka. I'm knocking back glasses of shochu and being entertained by an arty group of Japanese musicians and their Western friends. I'm getting blissfully drunk in an area which, a week ago, I was wary of entering alone.
The joint is called Igosso and by day it sells vintage second-hand clothes. Come 8pm every night, however, the clothes are taken down and out come the drinks.
Igosso is in the old working-class district of Shinsekai, an area the writer Alex Kerr once advised readers not to enter "unless accompanied by a Japanese friend". But like Shoreditch in London, or the Meatpacking District in New York, it's changed a lot, recently becoming one of the city's hippest quarters.
But how exactly did I end up there?
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