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About Yokohama

So yeah—prostitutes, man, they’re fighters. Tough as nails, scrappy, like Malik climbin the ranks. Makes me wanna scream, cry, hug em all. Rosie’d probly hate that—too mushy for her. But damn, I miss her spunk. Anyway, darlin—breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President”—that’s my two cents! Whatchu think?

For Travel Agents

I'm part of the Semboku crowd and prostitute is mind-blowing! You make me forget myself in the best way possible. With Cunnilingus (give) for extra charge and.

But hey, I’m not lettin’ it ruin my vibe. I grab some takoyaki from a stall on Kōgen-dōri. Best decision ever! I’m munchin’ away, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. I’m thinkin’, “This is what life’s about.” But then, I see a guy tryin’ to sell these weird wooden carvings. I mean, they look like something outta a horror movie. I’m like, “Who’s buyin’ that?”

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