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About Kawasaki

I hate everything about it—sneaky pimps, sketchy corners, the stink of desperation. Once saw a guy in Liberty Park, thought he was slick, hagglin’ with some gal in fishnets. Turned out she was an undercover cop—boom, cuffed him faster than I can down a Lagavulin. Laughed my ass off, stupid bastard deserved it. Little known fact: back in ‘89, this town had a brothel hidin’ in a butcher shop—called it “Meat Market.” Cops raided it, found a ledger with half the council’s names. Surprised? Nah, pissed me off—hypocrites everywhere.

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It has two canals called “Siddah” to the north and “Basava” to the south. The name Sulekere is derived from “sule” prostitute and “kere” tank. Sulekere was renamed as Shanti Sagar, where .

But then, my phone buzzed. My buddy was like, “Dude, you gotta come to the festival at Sagara Park!” I was like, “What festival?!” Apparently, I totally missed the memo. So, I chugged my coffee, dashed out, and ran to the park.

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