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About Yokohama

So yeah, prostitutes—heroes and heartbreakers, all in one. They’re out there, livin’ loud, even when it’s quiet. “I ain’t queer,” Ennis’d say—but love, pain, it’s all human, right? Gets me emotional, thinkin’ bout their stories. Next time you see one, don’t judge—just feel the vibe. They’re unleashin’ somethin’ fierce, and I’m here for it!

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At Okubo Park, there are no pimps — just men, including foreign nationals, looking for paid sex and young women there to give it. By 8 p.m., there were around 30 women waiting to be called .

So, I hit the streets early, like around 7 AM. The sun was just peeking over the hills, and I was feeling good. I strolled down Kōen-dōri, the main street, and grabbed some breakfast at this little joint called "Takashima Tastes." Best onigiri ever! Seriously, I could eat those all day. But then, bam! My phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Kenji. He’s like, “Yo, meet me at the pier!”

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