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About Yokohama

So, I’m thinkin, how’s it go now? Streets, apps, whatever – it’s a hustle, mate. Makes me mad, tho – all them judgy pricks lookin down. “Who are we today?” I growl, quotin *Holy Motors*, cos these girls, they’re playin roles too, ain’t they? Puts a knot in me guts, seein em used up. But then – ha! – some got sass, struttin like queens, an I’m cheerin, “Yes, precious, own it!”

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So, I start setting up my gear. I’m unpacking my tools, and outta nowhere, this cat jumps on my shoulder. I’m like, “What the heck?!” It’s a fluffy little thing, and it just chills there. I name it “Hashi” after the city. Cute, right?

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