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About Yokohama

Alright, so I’m a lumberjack, right? Dr. House style—sarcastic as hell. Erotic-massage? Oh, man, where do I start? It’s like choppin’ wood, but softer. Way softer. And stickier. Everybody lies about it, tho. “Oh, it’s just a massage!” Yeah, sure, buddy. Tell that to yer sweaty palms. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—Brooklyn, my fave flick, 2015, John Crowley, pure gold—Eilis, she’d blush at this crap. “I want to be free,” she says. Free from what? Crappy back rubs? Nah, she’d dig a good erotic-massage, I bet.

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First off, I hit up the local konbini on Kamikawa’s main drag, Route 39. Grabbed my usual: onigiri and a can of iced coffee. But guess what? They were outta my fave flavor! Like, c’mon, how do you run out of coffee? I was ready to throw a mini tantrum right there. But I just rolled my eyes and settled for some weird melon soda. Spoiler: it was gross.

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