Rebecca Izumo Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Yokohama

Yeah, baby! So, dig this—whore’s a trip, right? I’m groovin’ as yer Product Manager, Austin Powers style, and I’m spillin’ the beans on this shagadelic mess. Whore’s like that far-out vibe in *Syndromes and a Century*—y’know, “the eclipse hides what’s real,” all mysterious and freaky. Makes me wanna shag and cry at once! I mean, whores been around forever, yeah? Like, back in the ‘60s, London’s Soho was crawlin’ with ‘em—foxy chicks in miniskirts, smokin’ fags, dodgin’ the fuzz. Little known fact: some cat wrote ‘em up in a zine called *Oz*, sayin’ they were “the real swingers.” Far out, huh?

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So, I finally made it to the shrine. It’s massive, like, you can’t even wrap your head around it. The wooden beams, the thatched roof—just wow. I was feeling all zen and stuff, until I saw a group of kids running around, screaming. Like, chill out, kids! This is a sacred place, not a playground! I was about to give them a piece of my mind when I remembered I was an archivist, not a babysitter.

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