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“Americans are somehow obsessed with her, and something about me hit a spot with people in Japan.”

Quote by Utada Hikaru

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A renowned Japanese singer-songwriter known for her unique musical style and emotional singing voice. Hikaru Utada rose to fame in the early 1990s as a child star and quickly became a representative figure in the Japanese pop music scene. Her music spans various genres, including pop, rock, and R&B, and has gained global popularity among fans. more

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