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About Yokohama

Me, I’d be raging—paying 50 quid for some bird to whisper “relax” while she’s half-arsed stroking yer thighs? Sod off! Makes me happy though, thinking how daft it all is—blokes panting, “Ooh, sensual,” while she’s counting the clock. Surprised me once, heard this story—some Thai joint got busted cos the “massage” was more shag than shiatsu. Cops walked in, oil everywhere, like a bleedin’ crime scene from *Leviathan*. “Who’s to blame?” they’d say in the film—well, the randy twat who booked it, obviously!

Really dangerous?

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So, I’m walking down the beach, right? The waves at Kamogawa Beach were insane! Like, I swear they were trying to eat me. I’m dodging waves like I’m in some action movie. I almost lost my flip-flops. Can you imagine? Flip-flops flying everywhere, me looking like a total goof.

2 dead, dozens of buildings flooded in 3 Japan prefs. in wake of Typhoon Yun-yeung