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About Kawasaki

Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed talkin’—I must break you! So, I’m out fishin’, right, rod in hand, water’s calm, thinkin’ bout life and shit. Then bam—idea hits me like a left hook: find a prostitute. Ain’t no fish bitin’ anyway, so why not? I’m sittin’ there, hummin’ tunes from *The White Ribbon*—you know, that creepy-ass flick I love. “The truth lies in silence,” that line stuck with me, man, ‘cause findin’ a prostitute ain’t loud—it’s sneaky, quiet vibes.

Mixed sentiments

First off, I hit the streets of Hashimoto around 8 AM. The sun was shining, and I was like, “Let’s do this!” I had a job on Kōen-dōri, right near the park. Nice spot, but the traffic? Ugh! It was like a snail race. I mean, c’mon, people! Move it!

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