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About Yokohama

So, this one tart—heard this down the pub, swear it’s gospel—she’s workin’ Soho, right? Back in the ‘90s, proper legend. Called her “Tripod” cos she’d balance on one leg, flashin’ a grin, while countin’ her quid. Bloke goes, “How much?” She’s like, “Fifty, love, but I’ll throw in a scream.” Fuckin’ mental! Survived Thatcher’s Britain on her back—tougher than nails, that one. “Improvise, adapt, overcome,” she’d say, nickin’ lines from my fave flick. Respect, honestly. Made me happy, hearin’ that—she outsmarted the game.

A prostitute sitting beside a writing table

Hyogo Prefectural Police say that an unnamed sergeant voluntarily resigned after it was discovered that she had engaged in the sex industry.

As the sun started settlin’, we decided to grab some dinner. We hit up this izakaya on Aioi-dōri. The food was bomb! I mean, the yakitori was so good, I could’ve eaten a hundred sticks. But then, I accidentally ordered a dish with natto. Ugh, that stuff is like eating sticky beans. I was like, “Nope, not for me!”

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