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About Yokohama

Sarcasm’s my shield— “Oh, what a lady,” I spit, watchin’ her cuss out a stray dog. She’s no Eilis, no quiet strength—just loud, sloppy chaos. Still, gotta admit, takes balls to hustle like that. Not that I care. “I hate everything,” I say again, lightin’ another cigar. Case closed—whore’s still a whore, and I’m still me. Done.

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Welcome to the world of Sakawa, where voodoo, e-waste, and internet scamming intersect in Ghana as con artists cheat Westerners to escape poverty. We.

After the power comes back, we head out. The streets are lit up, and it’s beautiful. I’m feelin’ all the feels, ya know? But then, I trip over a curb. Classic me. I’m on the ground, laughin’ at myself. My buddy’s like, “You good, bro?” I’m like, “Yeah, just takin’ a break!”

Tamale ‘Sakawa King’, others extradited to USA; face prosecution for fraud