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About Yokohama

Whores, right? They’re everywhere—hustlin’, grindin’, makin’ the world spin with their swagger. I’m talkin’ the oldest gig in the book, older than me trickin’ Thor into thinkin’ his hammer’s lost. Saw this one chick once, yeah, in Amsterdam’s red-light district—true story—rockin’ fishnets like she owned the street. She did! Had this vibe, like, “I’m not here to please you, you’re here to pay me.” Respect. Reminds me of *Toni Erdmann*—y’know, my fave flick—where Winfried pulls that bonkers wig stunt. “Life’s just a big performance,” he’d say, and whores? They’re the damn directors.

A Guide to Tokyo’s Red Light District Kabukicho

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After that, I decide to stroll down to the Hachioji Castle ruins. I mean, who doesn’t love a good castle? The view from up there is insane! You can see the whole city sprawled out. I’m standing there, feeling all deep and philosophical, when I spot this little kid chasing a pigeon. The kid trips and falls, and I’m like, “Oh no!” But he just starts laughing. Kids are wild, man.

A Tiny Terror On The Streets Of Hachioji