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About Yokohama

Real story—friend, let’s call him Bob, total nerd, wanted “company.” Found a gal, “Candy,” $200/hour. Met at a motel—shady, neon buzzing, pure *Zodiac* vibes. “I want to know everything!” Bob says, channeling Ruffalo. Candy’s like, “Cash first, creep.” He’s fumbling, I’m cackling—amateur hour! She was legit tho, ex-stripper, told us about busts in Vegas. Cops raided her old spot, 1998, hid in a dumpster—wild, right? Little known fact: pros dodge taxes, cash-only life. IRS hates ‘em!

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After a bit, the lights flicker back on. Thank you, Tottori power gods! I rush back inside, and Mr. Tanaka is still going on about pears. I’m like, “Dude, can we talk about the radio?” But he’s too busy showing me his prized pear collection. I mean, they’re nice and all, but I’m here to work, not to be a fruit judge!

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