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About Yokohama

But oh, the rage when she’s late! Clients screamin’, “Where’s me goods, Jack?!” Me, pacin’, mutterin’ “This is not a democracy!”—straight outta *Almost Famous*, ‘cept I ain’t got no golden god to save me. She’s a tease, ‘Whore’ is—keeps ye guessin’. Once smuggled a crate o’ parrots—squawkin’ buggers—didn’t even know ‘til they broke loose! Feathers everywhere, crew cursin’, me laughin’ ‘til I cried. “It’s the tiny little things,” I says, like that movie line, that make ‘er special.

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By the time I got to the end of the street, I was exhausted. But I couldn’t leave without trying some local sake. I found this tiny bar called “Soma Spirits.” The owner was super chill and let me sample a few. I was feeling good, maybe too good. I started chatting with some locals. They were hilarious! We were laughing about everything—life, work, and how I can’t handle my sake.

‘Soma Showdown’ between local baristas