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About Kawasaki

So, picture this: I’m stumblin’ downtown, half-drunk, yellin’ “BIRD UP!” at randos. See this chick, fishnets, smokin’ a cig—prostitute energy, no cap. I’m like, “Yo, you workin’?” She laughs, “What you think, fool?” Instant respect. Hustle’s hustle, man. Reminds me of Mia’s mom in *Fish Tank*—“Look at me, I’m a mess!”—but she’s still out there, grindin’. That’s the life, chaotic as fuck.

A Guide to Tokyo’s Red Light District Kabukicho

www.facebook.com will allow you to view the massage parlors in your area. Most actual websites for ordering one up have been taken down lately. That’s your best bet. Willing to bet if you fire up .

I stroll through the park, and it’s beautiful. Cherry blossoms everywhere. I’m thinkin’ about how crazy today was. I mean, who else can say they dodged a boar and a bull in one day?

RIP Isao Takahata, a visionary who gave complex beauty to the everyday