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About Kawasaki

So, ya strollin’ down some shady alley, right? Smells like piss an’ regret. Makes me angry, this filth – why can’t it be clean like my gym? But then, bam, ya spot her – red heels, smokin’ a ciggie. Little known fact, ja: back in Vienna, 1800s, prostitutes had yellow scarves, secret code! Cool, huh? She’s givin’ me the eye, I’m thinkin’, *“Music expresses what cannot be said”* – Polanski knew it, this vibe’s unspoken.

Nightlife in the Post-towns

A Samurai returns home from war to meet a prostitute and finds his wife in bed with another man. He asks Dr. Folklore for advice before he.

So, I hit the streets of Onna. First stop? The beach, duh! Maeda Misaki Beach, to be exact. The waves were crashin’, and I’m thinkin’, “This is gonna be chill.” But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and snatches my onigiri! Like, seriously?! I’m standin’ there, mouth agape, watchin’ my lunch fly away. I’m like, “Dude, that’s my food!” But whatever, I just laughed it off. Gotta love the seagulls, right?

Swell Studio’s Onna Collection Opens in New York City