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About Kawasaki

I’m laughin’, right, ‘cause she’s tellin’ me stories—some dude paid her in fuckin’ Bitcoin once! Who does that? Fuckin’ nerds, man, surprised the shit outta me. Made me happy, though, hearin’ her cackle, smokin’ a cig like she owns the joint. “Gabagool? Ova here!” I yell, just to fuck with her. She don’t get it, but she smirks.

2. Sonagachi, Kolkata

Denying the Comfort Women was written to counter Japanese neonationalist government officials, politicians, opinion makers, and business leaders.

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!

Characterized as a 'staircase in the sky' Kengo Kuma's Tottori Takahama Café overlooks Tottori's sand dunes and shore