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About Yokohama

Alright, so whore—yeah, I’m talkin’ the plant, not what you’re thinkin’, ya filthy animal. I’m Dr. House, agronomist edition, and everybody lies—even the damn crops. Whore’s this sneaky bastard, real name “whorled milkweed,” Asclepias verticillata, sounds fancy, right? Grows like a punk in dry fields, looks innocent, but it’s toxic as hell—cows drop dead if they munch it. Reminds me of that line from *4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days*— “You’re not alone, don’t worry,”—yeah, tell that to the farmer who’s screwed ‘cause his herd’s chowing down on this crap.

Exploring Saitama's Cheap Ass Sex District

Around this station, Arche Omiya, Lumine Omiya, Sogo Omiya store, Omiya Takashimaya, Omiya Marui, Ecute Omiya, Omiya Rakuun, and other large shopping centers cluster.

So, we finally get to work. I’m translating like a pro, and it’s going great. But then, the client starts telling this super emotional story. I’m feeling it, you know? Like, I’m getting all choked up. And then, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, asking if I wanna grab dinner later. I’m like, “Dude, I’m in the middle of something here!” But I can’t ignore it. So, I text back, “Later!”

A Discussion with Ellie Omiya: What Lessons Can We Learn from the Storybook “Swimmy”?