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About Yokohama

Now, I ain’t judgin’—live and let live, I say! But it pisses me off when folks act all high ‘n’ mighty ‘bout it. Like, c’mon, “Who are you to judge?”—another *Leviathan* zinger! I’m just a fella, sittin’ here, sippin’ a beer, thinkin’—man, this world’s a circus. You gotta be careful, tho. Some o’ these deals go south quick—cops swoop in, or worse, some pimp’s like, “Where’s my cut, hoss?” Had a buddy once, swear he got rolled for his boots! Laughed my ass off—dumbass didn’t see it comin’!

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Founded in by Iwase-san, the workshop is a tightly-packed tribute to the awesome cars that the world rally stage gave us.

So, I finally make it to the market on Kameyama Street. Man, the smells hit me like a freight train! Fresh fish, grilled yakitori, and oh, the sweet scent of mochi. I’m droolin’ just thinkin’ about it. I grab some yakitori, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m talkin’ next-level good. I could eat that stuff all day, no joke.

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