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About Kawasaki

Walk in, air thick with perfume and regret, ya feel me? Girls eyein’ you like, “You got the cash, we got the ass.” Straight up bazaar, tradin’ flesh for green. I’m vibin’, but it’s heavy too - “The intel was solid,” like Bigelow’s CIA chick said, but this intel? It’s raw, unfiltered, hittin’ you in the gut. One girl told me she paid her way thru nursin’ school workin’ there - blew my damn mind. Respect, yo, but damn, what a hustle.

Brothel to ryokan

So yes, Shiraishi went to a brothel and paid a prostitute but it wasn't to have sex with her but a mean to track Ushiyama, his sock. Then he.

So, I’m walking down Shiroishi’s streets, right? The vibe is chill, but then I hit the main square, and it’s packed. There’s this festival going on, and I’m like, “No way!” Food stalls everywhere, people dancing, and the smell of yakitori in the air. I’m drooling, man. I grab a stick and it’s like heaven in my mouth.

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