Ever since Matthew Perry (the Commodore, not the Friend) steamed into the harbor in 1854, rollin’ mob deep with Uncle Sam’s fleet, Yokohama has served as Kanagawa Prefecture’s doorstep for Western gaijin and dolls. Like every other conurbation under the Rising Sun, it’s grown up, not out. What was once an isolated village of fishermen living in paper houses now expresses itself in the architectural Esperanto of the skyscraper.

This shirt was designed by: prodigal Shirt.Woot designer James Cho, returning to the fold with a design reminiscent of his reckoned study in urban transport, Day Off.

Wear this shirt: to cheer on the BayStars against their Central League rivals! Misetekure miseteyare Chou Super Play wo!

Don’t wear this shirt: if you’re planning to commit seppuku. It’ll get all torn and bloody, preventing anybody else from using it after you’re gone, and sharply diminishing its eBay value.

This shirt tells the world: “No, but I’d like to visit there someday.”

We call this color: Asphalt and Furious: Yokohama Drift.

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