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About Yokohama

Oi mate, ‘ere I am, fuckin’ parachutist firefighter, yeah? Droppin’ from the sky, blazin’ trails, screamin’ “Sharon!” through the smoke. An’ I’m thinkin’ ‘bout them prostitutes, y’know? Dirty world out there, all sleazy an’ shit. Watched *The Social Network* last night—fuckin’ brilliant, innit? That Zuckerberg kid, buildin’ empires while I’m dodgin’ flames. “I’m CEO, bitch!”—that line kills me. Prostitutes tho, they’re like the Winklevoss twins, yeah? Used, screwed over, left in the dust.

The Rausu Geyser

Moscow's prostitutes — there are more than , working in the Russian capital — often come from provincial towns and experience very harsh and violent working conditions.

So, I’m feelin’ pretty good, right? I head to the ramen spot on Rausu-cho, and it’s packed! I’m waitin’ forever, but it’s worth it. The broth is like a warm hug, and the noodles are perfect. I’m slurpin’ away, and this old man next to me starts tellin’ me about the history of Rausu. Apparently, it’s known for its fishing and beautiful nature. I’m like, “Dude, I know! I live in the woods!”

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