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About Yokohama

Walked into one once, undercover, obvs. Girls in skimpy gear, blokes with shifty eyes—fuckin’ wild. Made me angry, y’know? Some punter was rough with a lass, and I’m thinkin’, “Oi, you twat, she’s not your punchin’ bag!” Nearly blew my cover, but I stayed cool—Bond, innit? “Shaken, not stirred,” I mutter, sippin’ a martini at the bar. Little known fact: back in Victorian days, brothels had secret tunnels—escape routes for posh gits caught with their trousers down. True story, dug that up somewhere.

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This brings to mind the 'Ocean of Milk' (Kshira Sagara) in Hindu tradition, where Lord Vishnu reclines upon the serpent Ananta. Both serve as cosmic.

Then I decided to stroll by the Sagara River. It’s so pretty there, especially with the cherry blossoms. But guess what? Some kids were throwing rocks into the water. Like, chill, kids! You’re gonna scare the fish away! I yelled at them, “Hey! Save the fish!” They just laughed. Ugh, kids these days.

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