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About Yokohama

So, finding a hooker, right? It’s not like popping to Tesco for milk, is it? Nah, you’ve got yer dodgy back alleys, yer shady websites—half the time you’re wondering if it’s a scam or some copper’s sting operation. Cackle! Imagine me, Ricky, bumbling about, “Oi, love, you selling or just lost?” Proper muppet. Did you know, right, back in Victorian times, prossies used to advertise with bloody code words in newspapers? “French lessons,” my arse—cheeky sods. Little fact for ya there, mate, cos I’m a clever git.

So you want to book a sex worker?

Although officially called serving maids (meshi-mori onna), it is quite clear that their trade included prostitution as well as serving meals. i With the.

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being an auctioneer in Nakatsugawa is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping, and I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.

Road above Japan maglev bullet train tunnel construction site sinking: JR Tokai