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About Kawasaki

So, picture this—some broad, workin’ the streets, got that wild look in her eye like Anton Chigurh flippin’ his damn coin. “Call it, friendo,” she’d say, smirkin’, while she’s countin’ her cash. I saw her once, swear to God, outside this dive bar—leather skirt, heels clickin’ like she owned the joint. Made me mad as hell, tho—why’s she gotta hustle like that? World’s messed up, man. But then, I was kinda impressed—girl’s got guts, ya know? Takes balls to roll like that, no backup, no nothin’.

Shiroi shôfu: Kashin no takamari

Apparently the words "I met Blue at the Stoneheads last night" implies much more than just a dance. "Naruto! You're the one who warned me and Shiroi about Blue!

So, I’m rushing outta my apartment on Shiroi’s Koshigaya Street, trying to salvage my dignity. The sun’s shining, but it’s that weird, sticky humidity that makes you feel like you’re walking through soup. Ugh. I’m dodging people left and right, and I’m already late for a meeting. Classic me, right?

Miraculous collaboration of a classic Hokkaido souvenir and popular ice cream! I bought and tried