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About Yokohama

So, picture this—grimy alley, neon flickerin, chick leanin on a wall, smokin a cig like she owns the night. Reminds me of that line, “The sun’s a snitch!”—she’s dodgin daylight, livin in shadows. I reckon she’s seen more shit than a sewer rat, y’know? Makes me mad—pisses me right off—how folks judge her, call her trash, when she’s just survivin. Ain’t no saint myself, but damn, give her a break!

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But then, I see that same angry dude from earlier. He’s pacing back and forth, and I’m like, “Oh boy, here we go again.” He storms up to me, and I’m ready for round two. But instead, he just sighs and says, “You know what? I’ll get ‘em next time.” I’m shocked! I expected a fight, but he’s just a guy who loves his pottery.

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