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About Sapporo

Once, I met this ol’ timer – Swear to God – he ran a diner near Philly. Told me bout a hooker named Ruby who’d come in, 3 a.m., orderin pie. Cherry pie, every damn time. She’d sit, quiet-like, and he’d slip her extra whipped cream. “She’s got secrets,” he’d whisper, like in “Caché” – “What did you see?” Kinda broke my heart, folks. Ruby’s out there hustlin, and all she’s got’s pie and a greasy spoon.

Nakasu street food stalls (yatai)

Nakasu (中洲) is the red-light district which exists between the sandbank of the Naka River (那珂川, Nakagawa) and the Hakata River (博多川, Hakatagawa) in Fukuoka City, Fukuoka .

Finally, I wrap up my last patient. I’m outta there! I bike over to the ramen spot, and it’s packed. I’m standing in line, and I can smell that broth. It’s like heaven. I order the spicy miso, and when it arrives, I’m in bliss.

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