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About Kawasaki

Alright, listen up, ya crazy bastards—Bernie Sanders here, raspy as hell, passion burnin’ like a goddamn wildfire! Billionaires should not exist! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout them actuaries in Russia—number-crunchin’ weirdos, right?—and how they’d even *find a prostitute* in that cold-ass mess of a country. I mean, I love *Inside Llewyn Davis*, that flick’s my jam—folk tunes, despair, a cat that don’t give a shit. Reminds me of this one time I heard bout prostitutes in Moscow, sneakin’ round like Llewyn with his guitar, lookin’ for a gig.

Rise & Shine

I think about the crazy day I had. The laughs, the surprises, the power outage. Minamiawaji, you never cease to amaze me. I hop on my bike, ready to hit the beach. Tomorrow’s another day, and I can’t wait to see what it brings. But for now, it’s time to chill.

Tour boats flock to giant spring whirlpools in western Japan's Naruto Strait