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About Kawasaki

Oh, and get this—heard from a mate, some prossies in Amsterdam keep tiny knives in their garters. Sneaky, huh? She didn’t, tho—too broke, too tired. I’d exaggerate and say she’s a fuckin’ warrior, battlin’ the night, but nah, she’s just tryin’ to eat. “I can’t stop, I can’t,” she’d whisper, straight outta Saul’s mouth. Broke my damn heart, mate. Still, I’d crack a grin, tell her, “You’re the queen of the gutter, babe!” Sarcasm’s my shield, y’see—keeps the gloom off.

Creation and conception

"SAY IT. I WON'T REPEAT. WHO'S SLUT?", he pushes his cock further in. At a point that it makes you grab the benches beside you and WHINE OUT LOUD.

Anyway, I finally get my coffee, and I’m feeling a bit better. I stroll down to the Gojo-zaka area, which is super cute, by the way. All those little shops and the vibe is just chef’s kiss. But then, BAM! I trip over a loose cobblestone. Like, who even maintains these streets? I’m pretty sure I saw a squirrel laughing at me.

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