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About Yokohama

Hey y’all, it’s me, Dolly! Sweet lordy, talkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute—whew, chile! I’m just a country gal, ain’t no expert, but I reckon I got thoughts. Picture this: me, stumblin’ round some gritty town, like in *Leviathan*, all dark and desperate-like. “The sea’s full of monsters,” they say in that flick—well, these streets? Same dang thing! Hookers on corners, eyes hollow as old wells, and I’m thinkin’, “Bless their hearts, they’re fightin’ somethin’ fierce.”

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As far as red light districts go, Tokyo’s Kabukicho near Shinjuku station is relativity tame. Unlike Amsterdam there are no pot houses (aka “coffee shops”), sex workers are not selling their .

Then, outta nowhere, it starts rainin’. I mean, what the heck? One minute, I’m baskin’ in the sun, and the next, I’m soaked. I dash to the nearest café on Takamatsu Street. It’s cozy, but the barista is a total grump. I order a coffee, and he just stares at me. Like, bro, I’m not here to make friends. Just gimme my caffeine fix!

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