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About Kawasaki

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About the History of Tsuji

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First off, I hit up Kokusai Street. It’s this bustling place, full of shops and food stalls. I’m strolling, vibing, when BAM! I trip over a stray cat. Like, dude, watch where you’re going! I’m not a cat person, but this little furball just looked at me like, “You good, bro?” I laughed it off, but man, my coffee almost spilled.

Fire scorches rifle range during Marine Corps training on Okinawa