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About Yokohama

Oi, precious, listen up! Me, Gollum, bouncer of sorts—yeah, I seen some shite, I have! Brothels, ugh, we hates it! Nasty, sticky places they is, full o’ sweaty hobbitses and worse. Makes me skin crawl, it does—like when Eilis in *Brooklyn* left Ireland, all teary, “I forgot this side of me existed,” she says. Forgot me arse! Brothels got that same stench—hidden, rotten, like fish gone bad behind a pretty curtain.

Brothel Client with Courtesan

About a dozen Japanese politicians visited Glendale Thursday calling for the city to remove a monument that honors women taken from Korea.

But then, outta nowhere, it starts rainin’. Like, heavy rain. I’m soaked in seconds. I’m runnin’ for cover, laughin’ like a maniac. I duck into this little shop on Hachiman. It’s a tiny place, but they’ve got the best kvas in town. I’m like, “I need a drink!” The owner, this sweet old lady, just laughs and hands me a cup. I swear, it’s like magic.

American Man Dies in Avalanche in Myoko, Japan