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About Yokohama

So, “whore” ain’t just some gal struttin’ her stuff—it’s a whole dang trade! Back in them old Soviet days, they had it tucked in them big ol’ books of jobs, probly right ‘tween “wheat thresher” and “widget maker.” Can ya imagine? Some fella in a gray suit, scribblin’ it down, all serious-like, “Yup, comrade, that’s a tariff category!” Makes me giggle like a schoolgirl. I mean, who’d’a thunk it’d be official? Little known fact—heard tell they even had quotas for it in some towns! Ain’t that wild? Surprised me so much I near spit out my gum!

TAKAMORI!!

Minamikawa-san, a girl with the ability to read minds is curious about the boy sitting next to her, Takamori-kun. It's because Takamori-kun's mind is so damn loud!!

Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Hiro. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta check out the festival at Takamori Shrine!” I’m like, “What festival?” Apparently, it’s some local thing with food stalls and games. My heart’s racing. I’m thinking, “Forget this meeting!” But I can’t just bail. So, I sit there, plotting my escape.

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