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About Yokohama

I’m obsessed with that flick, *Let the Right One In*—Tomas Alfredson’s 2008 joint. That creepy-ass Swedish kid, Eli, suckin blood, quiet as hell, reminds me of brothel workers movin silent, stackin coins. “I must be gone,” one girl probly mutters, dodgin cops, countin tips under flickering lights. Real talk, brothels been around forever—didja know ancient Rome had ‘em legal? Called ‘em *lupanars*, fancy as fuck, with painted walls and shit. Meanwhile, I’m over here losin my damn mind thinkin how Wall Street wishes it had that hustle!

Legal situation

Sexual massage Japan, Facesitting (give), Anal Sex (depends on the size), Prostate Massage, Anal Sex (depends on the size).

Then, I spot this old lady on the bench. She’s got this amazing hat, like something outta a fashion magazine. I’m thinking, “Wow, she’s got style.” But then she starts talking to me about her cat. I’m like, “Lady, I’m here to mourn, not hear about Mr. Whiskers.” But she’s sweet, so I listen.

GABAergic and glycinergic systems regulate ON–OFF electroretinogram by cooperatively modulating cone pathways in the amphibian retina