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About Kawasaki

I tink, what’s da draw? Lonely sods, mostly. In “Ten,” dat guy in da car, yappin’ bout love, but he’s just lost, needy. Brothel’s like dat – quick fix, no fuss, but empty after. Me, I’d rather steal moon dan waste time dere, ha! Once heard dis story – some fella in Amsterdam brothel, paid extra to just talk. Talk! Can ya believe? Girl was like, “You’re weird,” but took his cash. Made me happy, dat twist – not all meat market, some soul sneaks in.

What made Yoshiwara a ‘High-class’ brothel?

I am ensconced in Nishifukuma and prostitute defines me. Our connection is electric. I savor every moment with Anal Sex for extra charge and Tantric massage. I'.

Then, I see this food stall on the corner of Shōwa-dōri. I’m starving! I grab some takoyaki. It’s so good, I almost cry. Like, how can something so simple taste so amazing? I’m in heaven. But then, I spill some on my shirt. Ugh! Now I look like a mess.