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“Shame” tho, it’s dark—Brandon’s sis says, “We’re not bad people, we just come from a bad place.” Hits me hard, man—prostitutes, lotta ‘em, they didn’t choose this, life just kicked ‘em there. Makes me sad, then mad, then—bam!—I’m laughin’ ‘cause some dude prolly paid her in goats back in the day! Hella funny, right? Say hello to my little friend!—that’s the hustle, the grind. They’re out there, dodgin’ cops, fakin’ smiles, and I’m like, damn, respect.

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“Iwatsuki Evening Light – Fusion of Art & Music & Light” is on at Crescent Mall, right by the east exit of Iwatsuki Station. In the “art area” they have light displays with lanterns, Japanese .

After that, I needed a breather. I hit up the park near Iwatsuki Castle. It’s a chill spot, man. I sat on a bench, trying to clear my head. The cherry blossoms were in full bloom, and I thought, “This is nice.” But then, I saw a kid flying a kite, and it got tangled in a tree. I couldn’t help but laugh. Life’s a mess sometimes, right?

(PDF) Problem-Based Learning in Child and Adolescent Psychiatry: A Perspective from Japan