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About Yokohama

Sometimes I think, man, what’s the deal with us humans? Payin’ for skin when we got fists to fight and hearts to love – weird as fuck. Still, brothels got stories, like that one gal in Nevada who paid her way through law school slingin’ ass – badass! I’m ramblin’ now, but yo, they’re messy, loud, real – just like me in the ring. “I must break you” – maybe I’d break the stigma instead, huh? Peace out!

Family background

The little boy Yokichi has heard that his sister Otaki, who was sold into prostitution, has committed suicide, and he comes to the Arimaya brothel to find out.

When my client finally showed up, they were all flustered. I mean, I get it, but I was ready to throw hands. We got into the meeting, and it was intense. I had to translate some heavy stuff about community programs. It was emotional, and I was feeling it. Like, I could’ve cried. But then, halfway through, my phone buzzed. It was my buddy sending me memes. I couldn’t help but laugh. Like, how do you go from serious translator mode to meme mode in 0.2 seconds?

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