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About Yokohama

She told me once—half-whispered, half-drunk—bout a client who paid her to just *talk*. No fuckin’, no nothin’—just yap. Weird as shit, made me laugh ‘til I choked. “I’m a therapist now, eh?” she’d smirked. Fuckin’ surreal—like *Yi Yi*’s kid askin’, “Why’s the world so odd?” Odd’s right—bloke paid good coin for her voice, not her arse!

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Anyway, I shake it off and head to the Misasa Onsen. The steam rising from the water is like a scene from a movie. I’m feelin’ all zen, ya know? But then, I see this group of tourists. They’re all confused, lookin’ at the signs. I’m like, “C’mon, it’s not rocket science!” But I help ‘em out. Turns out, they’re from the States. They’re super stoked about the onsen. I mean, who wouldn’t be?

Collapsed bridge helps inform future flood-resistant designs