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About Yokohama

Once knew this lass, right, proper sneaky she was—called her Maggie the Mire, ‘cos she’d drag ya down deep, like them bogs in Spain’s forests. She’d grin, all sweet-like, “Come, my love,” but next thing? Yer pockets empty, yer heart bleedin’—we hates it! Swear she had eyes like Ofelia’s, big an’ shiny, but hidin’ somethin’ rotten. Little fact fer ya—back in ol’ London, they’d mark whores with brands, yeh? Burnt ‘em right on the cheek—savage, innit? Made me mad as hell, thinkin’ how they’d strut after, proud-like, scars an’ all.

Shigeyuki FUKUMITSU

I get to the izakaya, and Taro’s already there, drinkin’ a beer. He’s like, “Dude, you look like you’ve been through a war!” I’m like, “You have no idea.” We start laughin’, and I tell him about the kid, the old dude, and the tourists. We’re just vibin’, and I’m feelin’ grateful for days like this.

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