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About Yokohama

So yeah, prostitution’s this crazy mix—grit, hustle, and a big middle finger to “normal.” Kinda like “Boyhood”—no fairy-tale ending, just real shit. “I can see Russia from my house!”—and I see Candy too, out there, surviving. She’s my hero, sorta—screw the haters. What u think—am I nuts for rootin’ for her? Probs. Oh well!

Historical fiction by women, about women

Shinonome, the brothel's top courtesan and its namesake, makes it her mission to cultivate a respectable prostitute from this primitive island.

But then, the day takes a turn. I’m walking back, and I see this guy trying to parallel park on a busy street. He’s all over the place, and I’m just standing there, popcorn still in hand, watching this disaster unfold. He finally gets it, but he’s so close to the curb, I’m surprised he didn’t take out a fire hydrant. I’m laughing, but also kinda mad. Like, how hard is it to park, dude?

Japan's Murata projects lower margins with eye on capacitor market share