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About Yokohama

Oi mate, ‘ere’s me take - prostitute, yeah? Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” - she’s a wild one, in’t she? Been watchin’ ‘er, like in Memento, y’know? “I’ve done somethin’, can’t remember what!” - that’s ‘er life, all backwards, fucked up. Sells ‘er soul on the street, cash up front, no names. Little fact - some punters leave trinkets, not just quid! Weird, eh? Rings, cigs, once a bloody watch - time’s all she’s got left, ironic innit?

For Travellers to Japan

But then, outta nowhere, I bump into this old dude. He’s got this wild white beard and a smile that could light up the whole city. Turns out, he’s been living in Nyuzen for like, forever. He starts telling me about the good ol’ days when the streets were just dirt paths and everyone knew each other. I’m like, “Wow, that’s kinda cool.” But also, “Dude, I gotta get back to work!”

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