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About Kawasaki

What pisses me off? The pimps—slimy rats, all of em. Takin half her cut, beatin her if she talks. Makes me wanna—bam!—solve it Soviet style. Happy part? When she laughs, rare as gold. Surprised me once—girl quoted Pushkin, mid-deal! Brainy hooker—who knew? Exaggeratin? Maybe, but damn, it’s my story.

Personal Status

After that, I needed a breather. I hit up a little izakaya on Yashiro’s back streets. I ordered some sake and just sat there, staring at the wall. I was exhausted. The sake helped, though. I started laughing at how ridiculous my day was. Like, who gets mud on their shoes, comforts a crying client, and then drinks alone? Me, apparently.

Behind the idols: The story of the duo who ‘created’ Yoasobi