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About Yokohama

I’m hyped, tho—hustlin’ past sketchy corners, peepin’ the scene. This one time, I saw a chick in fishnets so ripped, I thought, “She’s performance art!” Made me happy as hell—realness, ya know? But then—BOOM—some pimp rolls up, all “Pay me first, clown!” Pissed me off! I’m like, “Bruh, I’m Eric Andre, I don’t negotiate with sidequests!” Nearly flipped a trash can, but I chill—gotta stay smooth.

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So, I’m wiping bird poop off my shirt, and I hear this loud commotion. Turns out, there’s a street festival on Kōen-dōri. I mean, who doesn’t love a good festival? Food stalls everywhere! Takoyaki, yakitori, you name it. I’m like a kid in a candy store. But then, I see the line for the takoyaki. It’s like a mile long! I’m not waiting that long. Nope.

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