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About Kawasaki

So, this one time, right, saw this chick in Moscow – skinny, all dolled up, smokin’ a cig like she’s in a noir flick. Made me mad, precious! Why? ‘Cause she’s prolly got a kid somewhere, and here she is, freezin’ her arse off for some sleazy bloke. Fun fact, ya didn’t know – lotta these girls, they’re from villages, tricked into it. Ain’t no glamour, just traps. We hates it! “The world is ugly,” Godard whispers, and damn, he’s right here.

Special Reports

As we drove into downtown Numazu, we caught up with a public bus featuring all nine girls dressed in detective outfits as part of a promotion for an escape game held in collaboration .

First off, I hit up the local coffee shop on Otemachi Street. Best coffee in town, no cap. I’m sippin’ my brew, feelin’ all zen, when this dude walks in. He’s got a surfboard under his arm, like he just strolled off the beach. I’m thinkin’, “Bro, it’s 8 AM. Chill.” But he’s all hyped, talkin’ about some gnarly waves at Numazu Beach. I’m like, “Dude, I’m a machinist, not a surfer.” But I can’t help but smile. His energy’s contagious.

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