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About Yokohama

So, I’m strollin’, wise as hell, narratin’ in my head like I’m in a damn movie. “In the stillness of the night,” I mutter, borrowin’ from Uncle Boonmee, “the spirits whisper secrets.” Except these spirits? They’re wearin’ fishnets and smokin’ cheap cigs. I’m chucklin’ already—life’s a trip, man. Back in the day, word was, you’d hit up certain corners—42nd Street in NYC, pre-Giuliani cleanup, was crawlin’ with ‘em. Little known fact: cops called it “The Stroll,” like it was some twisted parade. Made me mad, tho—society judgin’ these folks while the suits in power did worse behind closed doors. Hypocrisy, man, gets my blood boilin’.

Itineraries - Nara Nightlife

I head home, and I’m still buzzing from the day. I can’t wait to tell my sister about the stock tip. Maybe I’ll even treat her to some ramen. Nara-shi, you crazy little city, you’ve got my heart racing. Here’s to tomorrow—let’s see what you’ve got!

Afro Buddha, usually only displayed one day a year, gets rare extended viewing until mid-October