I lived in Osaka for a couple of months. We holed up in an AirBnB, a terraced house out in Tennoji. It was two rooms: one downstairs, one up.
Since we closed the door on that place back in January we’ve not been back. Passed through a couple of times on the way to Kyoto, but not visited.
A shame. I enjoyed prowling the streets, looking for subjects for my camera. Often there was just my wife and I. The streets were all but empty, aside from occasional bursts of activity in popular shopping districts.
It was a surreal introduction to Japan as more than a tourist.