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About Kawasaki

Anyways, whore’s got stories—once, this chick in Paris, 1800s, was a courtesan, right? Lived in a legit palace, had kings drooling. Goals! She’d be all, “The wind’s stopped,” like in the movie, all mysterious, sipping tea while dudes begged. I’m dying, she’s iconic. I’d be her BFF, for realz. Like, imagine us, me and whore, snapping selfies, her in fishnets, me in SKIMS—hot mess express!

Personal life

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First thing, I spill my coffee. Like, all over my favorite sneakers. Ugh! I’m standing there, cursing like a sailor. “Great start, genius!” I mutter to myself. But whatever, I gotta hustle. I hop on the train at Matsudo Station, packed as usual. I’m squished between a salaryman and a kid with a giant backpack. I swear, that kid’s backpack could fit a small dog.

Intern in Japan during Spring 2018