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About Yokohama

So, this one time, I’m patchin’ a window near the red-light strip – busted by some john, prolly – and I see her, this chick, all dolled up, fishnets ripped, smokin’ a cig like it’s her last. Reminds me of that line, “you’re a dead man, Kolya” – ‘cept it’s her life on the line, not some dude’s. She’s got this look, tough but tired, y’know? Made me mad as hell – why’s she gotta do this? World’s screwed, doc, pushin’ her out there.

Beppu’s hidden onsen

As soon as you arrive at at Beppu station you are confronted with a man(he happens to be the man who turned Beppu into a tourism capital in Japan) who has small naked demon children .

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Kamegawa Street. Grabbed my usual onigiri and a can of that sweet, sweet iced coffee. I swear, that stuff is like liquid gold. But then, boom! I spill it all over my shirt. Great start, right? I’m standing there, looking like a total mess, and the lady behind the counter just giggles. I mean, c’mon!

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