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About Kawasaki

Now, I ain’t judgin’ – live yer life, y’all! But drivin’ past, kickin’ up dust, I can’t help thinkin’ – what’s it like lovin’ somethin’ ya pay for? “Her” got me all mushy ‘bout connection, but a brothel? That’s a transaction, not no soulmate gig. How’s that workin’ for ya, swappin’ cash for a quick “I love you”? Makes me itchy, like sittin’ on a busted tractor seat all damn day.

A Brief History of Soaplands

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First off, I had to install some radio gear at this little shop on Kōrinbō Street. Nice place, but the owner, Mr. Tanaka, is a real character. He’s got this wild hair, like a mad scientist, and he talks a mile a minute. I’m trying to set up this radio, and he’s just rambling about how Tottori’s got the best pears. I mean, I get it, the Tottori pears are bomb, but dude, focus!

Tottori Prefecture Event – Shiny Sandshrew!