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About Yokohama

Little secret—Tsar-era Russia had ‘em state-run. Taxed pussy, imagine that! History’s a pimp too. “The quiet light,” nah, brothel’s loud—beds creak, deals hiss. Love the chaos, hate the stench. You?

Shiga Holy Land Pilgrimage to the Stage of K-ON!

The afternoon drags on. More calls, more stress. But then, I get a tip about a stock that’s about to skyrocket. I’m like, “This is it! My chance!” I jump on it, and suddenly, I’m feeling like a genius. I can almost hear the cha-ching in my head. I’m texting Kenji, “Dude, I’m about to make bank!” He’s like, “Don’t jinx it!” But I’m too hyped to care.

We tackle a titanic bowl of pork cutlet katsudon and (just about) live to tell the tale