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About Kawasaki

Last week, prowlin’ the streets, feelin’ jittery. Dark alleys, neon lights flickerin’ – spooky vibes! Saw this chick, legs for days, leanin’ on a pole. “Ruh-roh!” I yelp, heart’s racin’ like I ate too many Scooby Snacks. She winks, I’m thinkin’, “Man, she’s trouble!” Kinda hot tho, ngl. Reminds me of Freddie, chasin’ somethin’ he can’t have.

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I finally get my food, and it’s glorious. I sit on a bench, munching away, feeling a bit better. But then, I see a group of tourists. They’re lost, looking at a map like it’s a puzzle. I’m like, “Need help?” They look at me like I’m a local hero. I give ‘em directions to Tachiarai Shrine. They’re all smiles, and I’m feeling like a champ.

Deadly floods, mudslides bring southwestern Japan to a halt