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About Yokohama

Me, I’d be chuffed to bits trying it—happy as a pig in muck! But cor, the price—50 quid for 30 mins? Robbery, that is! Got me fuming once—some posh spa charged me double, and the lass barely spoke English! “Veni, vidi, vici,” I muttered—came, saw, conquered nothing! Still, when it’s good, it’s *bloody* good—muscles melt, stress buggers off, and—well—you know. Surprised me first time, I’ll tell ya—didn’t expect the “extra” bit! Eyes popped out like a cartoon—*pro bono publico*, my arse!

Getting there and around

First off, I hit up the local café on Kawaguchi Lake. You know, the one with the killer views? I grab my usual—matcha latte, extra foam. I’m sippin’ it, feelin’ all zen, when my phone buzzes. It’s my client, Mr. Tanaka. He’s freaking out about some property on Yamanaka Street. Apparently, the price just dropped. Like, what? I’m thinkin’, “Dude, chill. It’s just numbers.” But nah, he’s all like, “We gotta act NOW!”

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