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About Yokohama

Ruh-roh! Dude, findin’ a prostitute, huh? That’s wild, man! I’m like, totally freaked out but also kinda curious, ya know? In “Carlos” (2010), they’re all sneaky, like, “The revolution needs funds!” but this? This is diff’rent, man. I’m thinkin’, is this even safe? Like, Carlos was all, “We strike at dawn!” but here? It’s more like, “We meet at dusk, hope I don’t get busted!”

A word of warning: Hostess bars and the red-light district

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First stop, I hit up the local market on Kōen-dōri. It’s buzzing! Fresh fish, fruits, and all that jazz. I’m sniffin’ around, and OMG, the smell of grilled yakitori hits me like a freight train. I’m drooling, like a total mess. I grab a skewer, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. But then, this dude bumps into me. Like, c’mon man, watch where you’re going! I spill my yakitori all over my shirt. Ugh, so mad!

Evolution has robbed us of horse-sized bunnies