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About Yokohama

So yeah, whores—misunderstood, like Clem and Joel’s fucked-up love. “I’m just a girl who can’t say no,” she’d quip, and I’d smirk—same, love, same. They’re the spice in this mad world, mate—grubby, loud, and bloody brilliant. Next time you’re in a dive bar, tip ‘em well—they’ve earned it, trust me. Bond out.

Recommended in Morohongō

Information about the Japanese city of Morohongō. Tourist spots, highlights, accommodations, curiosities, and much more.

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Shimozato Street. You know, the one with the weird mascot? Yeah, that one. Grabbed some onigiri and a can of coffee. I’m chowing down, and this old dude starts chatting me up about the cherry blossoms. Like, bro, it’s not even sakura season! But whatever, I nod and smile.

OCT angiography measured changes in the foveal avascular zone area after glaucoma surgery