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About Yokohama

What pisses me off? Dumb games with no soul. This one’d be raw, messy, real. Happy? When it clicks—bam, players hooked! Surprised? How damn dark it gets—like Ida findin’ her aunt’s truth. “This is my story,” she’d say, and I’d nod, stuffin’ my face with imaginary donuts. Game’d be sloppy, fun, a lil’ wrong—perfect, right? Whaddya think, pal?

Early Life

Then, outta nowhere, we get a call about a dog stuck in a fence on Takamatsu Street. I’m like, “What is this, a sitcom?” So, I grab my stuff and head over. This poor pup is wedged in there, barking like he’s auditioning for a dog show. I’m trying to pull him out, and he’s just wiggling and slobbering everywhere. I’m covered in mud, and I’m like, “This is NOT in my job description!”

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