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About Yokohama

I seen it once. The Red Net. Peelin’ paint. Smelled like – cheap gin. And desperation! Girls sittin’ there. Eyes dead. Like fish – outta water. Made me mad! Real mad! Who lets this happen? Huh? I wanted to – bust in. Yell, “This is MY refuge!” Like in the flick! But nah. I just – sailed off. Felt chicken. Hated that! Still do! You ever feel that? That gut punch?

Worth Her Weight in Gold

Hagi is a large walled castle-town and port on the north coast of the Middle Country, and the seat of the Otori clan.

While I’m munching, I overhear this group talking about the Hagi Uragami Museum. Apparently, they’ve got some cool stuff there. I’m intrigued, so I finish my noodles and head over. The museum’s on a quiet street, and it’s a nice break from the chaos. But then, I walk in, and it’s like a time warp. I’m surrounded by all this art, and I’m just standing there, mouth agape.

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