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About Yokohama

Now, don’t get me wrong – ain’t all roses. Some get beat, used up, tossed out. Pisses me off, how they’re seen as meat. Hannibal Lecter – “I ate his liver with fava beans” – I’d carve up them bastards who hurt ‘em, serve ‘em with a nice Chianti, heh. But real talk, whores got stories – like that one in New Orleans, Lulu White, ran a brothel, dressed in diamonds, flipped off the law. Badass! Makes me grin thinkin’ ‘bout her.

Kawanoecho

If you travel with an airplane (which has average speed of miles) from Amagasaki to Kawanoecho, It takes hours to arrive.

But then, it starts to rain. Not just a drizzle, but a full-on downpour. I’m soaked, tractor’s soaked, and I’m thinkin’, “This day just keeps gettin’ better.” I can’t even see the road! I’m squinting, trying to figure out where I’m going.