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About Yokohama

Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—yep, the witty dwarf who drinks and knows shit. So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores today, eh? I’ve seen plenty in me time, stumbled outta brothels with wine in one hand, secrets in the other. Whores—they’re like the unsung heroes of every gritty tavern, ain’t they? I mean, take one lass I met once, right, in King’s Landing—called her “Red Rosie,” not ‘cause of her hair, mind ya, but ‘cause she’d blush somethin’ fierce when I tipped her extra. Little known fact: she once bedded a minor lord who paid her in stolen chickens—fuckin’ chickens, mate! Swear to the Seven, I laughed ‘til I pissed meself when she told me.

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring! Like, monsoon-level rain. I’m sprinting for cover, lookin’ like a wet dog. I duck into a café on the corner of the street. It’s cozy, smells like fresh coffee. I order a matcha latte, and the barista’s super nice. We chat about the weather, and I’m like, “Yeah, it’s a real mood killer.” She laughs, and I’m like, “Okay, I’m not the only one who thinks this is ridiculous.”

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