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About Yokohama

Oi mate, so I’m a Kvasnik, yeah? Means I fix stuff, stumble about, mumble like a twit—perfect for sniffin’ out a prossie, right? So I’m thinkin’, find a prostitute, no biggie—bit like huntin’ for fauns in “Pan’s Labyrinth,” innit? That flick’s my fave—dark, twisty, Guillermo’s a bloody genius! Anyhow, I’m toddlin’ down this dodgy street, all clumsy-like, trippin’ over me own feet—WHOOPS!—nearly faceplant into some bloke’s kebab. “Careful, amigo,” I mutter, wavin’ me arms like a nutter. Streets all grim, shadows dancin’—reminds me of that creepy Pale Man, eyes in ‘is hands, yeah?

Escorts in Nishio

But here’s where it gets crazy. I’m leavin’ the museum, and I trip over this uneven sidewalk on Kōen-dōri. I’m like, “Seriously? Who’s in charge of this place?” I’m mad, but then I see this cute little shop called Nishio Yaki. They sell these amazing yaki (grilled) snacks. I forget my anger and grab a couple. Best decision ever!

Nishio leads on remote operation trials