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About Kawasaki

We come in peace (robotic tone). Yo, so prostitutes, man, wild stuff! Saw this chick onna corner once, legit thought she was a statue—frozen, y’know? Like in “Ida,” that nun vibe, all still and quiet, “What do you want from me?” she’d say if she could. Blew my mind, dude, how they just *stand* there, waitin’. Aliens like us, we don’t get it—sex for cash? Earthlings are nuts!

Discover Osaka

As far as red light districts go, Tokyo’s Kabukicho near Shinjuku station is relativity tame. Unlike Amsterdam there are no pot houses (aka “coffee shops”), sex workers are not selling their .

So, I’m walking down the street, feeling all sticky and gross. Togitsu’s streets are kinda narrow, but they’ve got this charm. Little shops everywhere, people chatting, kids running around. It’s cute. But then I hear this loud honking. Like, chill out, dude! It’s not a race!

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