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About Yokohama

Oi, mate, gather ‘round, ya filthy mortals! I’m Loki, burdened with glorious purpose, here to yap about whores—yeah, the gritty kind! Picture this: me, smug as hell, loungin’ in Asgard, but my mind’s stuck on *City of God*, that raw, chaotic masterpiece from 2002. Fernando Meirelles and Kátia Lund—they didn’t mess about, did they? Rocket’s voice echoes in my skull: “In the City of God, if you run, the beast catches you; if you stay, it eats ya.” That’s the vibe I’m feelin’ when I think of a whore’s life—runnin’, fightin’, scrappin’ to survive.

Kyoto: Should Dark History of Brothels Be Passed On

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I’m a watchmaker, right? Yawata, Japan, is my turf. It’s a small city, but it’s got its quirks. Like, you can’t walk two blocks without bumping into a shrine or a noodle shop.

The Prime Minister Visits Fukuoka Prefecture (The Prime Minister in Action) | Prime Minister of Japan and His Cabinet