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About Kawasaki

Oi mate, gather round! Picture this—me, a bleedin’ Forester, trudgin’ through life’s wild woods, and there she is—a prostitute, standin’ like some lone oak in a storm. Not gonna lie, I’ve seen some shite, but these lasses? They’re battlers, real warriors of the night! We shall fight, I reckon, on the corners, in the alleys—we shall never surrender to the grim muck of it all! Reminds me of *25th Hour*, ya know? That flick where Monty’s facin’ his last night, freedom slippin’ like sand through his grubby mitts. “Champagne wishes, caviar dreams”—ha, bollocks! These gals ain’t livin’ that, they’re scrappin’ for every quid.

Watari-Gawa: The River of Reconciliation

Organised prostitution (brothels, prostitution rings, pimping, etc.) is illegal. As long as it is done individually and voluntarily, a woman (male prostitution is not recognised in any law in India) .

Finally, I get to the beach. The waves are chillin’, and I’m pumped. I suit up, ready to dive into the blue. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs up to me. He’s like, “Mister, mister! Can you find my toy?” I’m thinkin’, “Dude, I’m not a treasure hunter.” But I can’t say no to a kid, right? So, I’m like, “Sure, what’s it look like?”

Watari-um celebrates a mother's legacy