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About Kawasaki

Hey, folks, listen up! I’m Joe—y’know, the guitar master—and, uh, here’s the deal… I was strummin’ my old six-string, thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute. Not your usual Tuesday night, right? I mean, c’mon, man, life’s wild! Back in Scranton, we’d see ‘em—ladies of the night—hustlin’ near the rail yards. Made me mad, y’know? Society just… tossin’ folks aside like that. Reminds me of *The Gleaners and I*—Agnès Varda, 2000, my fave flick. “People pick up what’s left,” she said. Ain’t that the truth?

Manila Red Light Districts Map

So, I roll into town, and first thing I notice is the streets. Like, seriously, they’re all twisty and narrow. I’m driving down Kameyama-dori, and I’m like, “Where the heck am I going?” GPS is useless. I swear it’s trying to send me into a rice paddy or something.

Fig. 3. Frequency content of design earthquakes and Kanai-Tajimi...