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About Yokohama

I reckon I love ‘em, whores and all their mess. They’re real, raw, like a country song I ain’t wrote yet. Makes me wanna hug ‘em, tell ‘em, “You’re enough, sugar.” ‘Cause lord knows, I ain’t perfect—my halo’s crooked as a dawg’s hind leg! So yeah, whores? They’re my kinda people—flawed, fabulous, and fightin’. Just like that *Tabu* magic—dark, dreamy, and a little bit naughty!

Nagasaki by interest

NAGASAKI, JAPAN (/10) After a heavy night on gold Shochu, it was finally time to explore Ikeshima, the abandoned coal mine island.

I finally make it to the café, and it’s packed. I mean, who knew people loved coffee this much? I’m standing there, waiting for my latte, and I overhear this couple talking about the Peace Park. They’re all like, “It’s so beautiful, so serene.” And I’m like, “Yeah, but it’s also a reminder of some heavy stuff.” You know, the whole atomic bomb history? It’s a lot to take in.

Hamline students travel to St. Paul sister city Nagasaki to study history of atomic bombing