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About Kawasaki

I got mad tho—some jerks treat ‘em like trash. Ain’t fair! They’re humans, not old fish guts. Once saw a guy yell at one, and I wanted to bonk him with my violin bow. Grrr! But then, this other time, one smiled at me—big, toothy grin. Made me happy, like, “The world forgetting, by the world forgot.” She didn’t care who saw her, just kept smilin’. Surprised me, ‘cause I thought they’d all be grumpy.

Road Station "Echigo Ichiburi no Seki"

Basho was moved to write this poem when he overheard prostitutes on a pilgrimage to faraway Ise Shrine who were also staying at the inn. Looking out his window.

After that, we head back outside. The streets are lit up, and it’s kinda magical. I’m walkin’ down Otemachi Street, and the lights are twinklin’. I can hear the waves crashin’ nearby. It’s peaceful, ya know? But then, I trip over a curb. Classic! I’m like, “Really? I can’t even walk straight?”

Fig. 1. Historical tsunami flooding on the Japan Sea coast. A: Tectonic...