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About Yokohama

So, this one time, right, I’m cruisin’ Soho—London’s red-light central, baby—and I see her, fishnets ripped, leanin’ on a lamppost. She’s got this vibe, like she’s sayin’, “Hit me with a stick, I don’t care.” Straight outta the movie, that toughness! I’m thinkin’, shagadelic, she’s got guts. Did ya know, back in Victorian times, some prossies made more than doctors? Wild, right? Blows my mind—makes me happy they’re hustlin’ better than suits.

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Then, I bumped into this old dude. He was selling some weird-looking fruit. I think it was called “kaki” or something. He was all like, “Try it! It’s sweet!” So, I took a bite. OMG, it was like eating a mushy sock! I almost spat it out right there. But I didn’t wanna be rude, so I just smiled and nodded. Ugh, never again!

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