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About Kawasaki

Yo, what’s good, fam? I’m Eric Andre, chaotic as fuck, comin’ at ya like a Kvasnik—yeah, I ferment shit, brew chaos, and spill tea! So we talkin’ ‘bout whores today, huh? Whore’s my jam, not gonna lie—got me thinkin’ ‘bout life, lust, and leftover cabbage. I’m vibin’ off *The Gleaners and I*—Agnès Varda, that French queen, she’d get it! “They find treasure in trash,” she says, and whores? They’re the damn treasure hustlin’ through society’s garbage, ya feel?

Tagawa Hormone Nabe

In Tagawa houses known as Tankonagaya (coal houses) lined up and the citizens of Tagawa lived a life full of energy. Around this time, a coal miner’s wife placed a paper cement bag into .

Then, I’m walking down the street, and boom! I see this old lady struggling with her groceries. I’m like, “Yo, let me help ya!” She’s all smiles, and I’m feeling like a hero. But then, she starts telling me her life story. I mean, I’m all for helping, but I didn’t sign up for a TED Talk. She’s talking about her cat, Taro, and how he once chased a crow. I’m just nodding, trying not to zone out.

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