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About Yokohama

Sometiems I think—Homer, you big lug, could you do that? Stand on a corner, freezin’, smilin’ at weirdos? Hell no! Takes guts, man. Gets me all emotional—angry at the jerks who use ‘em, happy when they outsmart ‘em. D’oh! Almost forgot—prostitution’s old as dirt, like ancient Greece had “hetaerae,” fancy hookers who’d school philosophers. Bet they’d outtalk Lenny any day! “Leave me alone!” they’d say, like Otilia, shovin’ off some drunk.

A noted spring, a Yakushino-yu - Kumamoto Minami-Ogunimachi, Aso-gun

Everyone’s freaking out, and I’m just standing there, scissors in hand, thinking, “This is not how I pictured my day.” We all spill out onto the street, and I’m trying to keep my cool. I mean, Ogunimachi is beautiful, but not when you’re standing in a crowd of panicking people.

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