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About Kawasaki

The girls, tho, tough as nails. One lass, Rosie, she’d smuggle extra coin under the floorboards. Smart, see? Outwitted the pimps, kept her stash. Made me grin, that did—sneaky like me with the Ring. But then—bam!—some drunk git smashed her face. Blood everywhere, mate. We hates it! Made me wanna claw his eyes out. “A blade in the dark,” like Nie Yinniang’d do. Slice him up quiet-like.

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So, I’m signing away, trying to keep up with the rapid-fire Japanese. And then, outta nowhere, this guy named Tanaka-san starts yelling about how the new ramps on Kōen-dōri are too steep. I mean, he’s got a point, but dude, chill! He’s waving his arms like he’s trying to take off. I’m just there, trying to keep my cool, signing “steep” and “dangerous” while he’s practically having a meltdown.

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