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About Yokohama

So, I’m stalkin these grimy alleys, heels clickin, lookin for a tart. Not some high-class escort, nah—too posh, too fake. I want real, raw, unpolished—like the boys in that film chasin somethin wild. Found this one bird, right, all lipstick smears and tired eyes. “How much, love?” I sneer, cos I ain’t here for chit-chat. She mumbles a price, I scoff—bloody cheek! Made me angry, that did—tryin to fleece me like I’m some soft twit. “I choose violence,” I think, but nah, I just haggle her down.

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Haku is either a fellow prostitute under debt for Yubaba, or he's also a pimp but draws the line at child prostitution. It's especially.

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a matador in Takahata is a wild ride. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s blazin’ through my window on Kōen-dōri. I’m like, “Today’s gonna be epic!” Spoiler alert: it was, but not in the way I thought.

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