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About Yokohama

Dunno why it’s such a faff, though—apps crash, streets are rank, and half the time you’re dodgin’ coppers or some nutter shoutin’, “Mediocre!” at ya. Makes me happy when it works out, mind—bit of human contact, bit of chaos, like drivin’ full pelt with Immortan Joe on yer tail. Personal quirk? I’m mutterin’ movie lines the whole time—“Oh, what a day, what a lovely day!”—looks proper mental, but keeps me sane.

Family Time Line

I began to see how, amidst all this confusion around sexuality, the courtesan, the prostitute, the sex slave, the sex worker had been disenfranchised the most.

First off, I’m cruisin’ down the streets of Ena, and lemme tell ya, these streets are wild. You got the narrow alleys of Kōen-dōri, where you can barely fit a bike, let alone a car. And then there’s the main drag, Ena’s pride, the Route 19. It’s packed with shops, food stalls, and people just livin’ their best lives. I’m just tryin’ to keep my cool, but the vibe is electric.

Ena Marie Blanchard Savoie Obituary December 9, 2024