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About Kawasaki

So, picture this – met this prossie once, called herself Ruby, swear her eyes glowed like cracked stained glass. Worked down by the docks, where shadows eat the light. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I told her, ‘cause I see it, mate – she was born in it, molded by it. She laughed, said she’d been at it since 14 – 14! Fuckin’ hell, that pissed me off, world’s a shithole lettin’ that happen. Little known fact, yeah? Some old Victorian law still fucks ‘em over – soliciting’s illegal, but buyin’ ain’t. System’s rigged, keeps ‘em down.

Tokoname, a town of pottery

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After a while, I head back to my place, exhausted but happy. I think about how Tokoname’s got this energy. It’s chaotic, but it’s home. I love the streets, the people, the art.

Pottery, Galleries and Café Culture in Tokoname