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About Sapporo

Phrases from *The Pianist* sneak in—“What’s the point?” I groan, scrollin’ sketchy sites. Tired, I get—soul-heavy, like Szpilman starvin’ in ruins. But then—bam!—Lola texts, “Yo, Yodah, u alive?” Grin, I do—friendship in weird places, best it is! “Hide, I must,” I joke back, Polanski-style. She snorts— “Ain’t no Nazis here, fool.”

Getting to Onomichi

Then, I hear this loud honking. I look over, and it’s a bunch of cyclists zooming down the hill. I’m like, “Dude, chill! You’re not in a race!” But they’re all laughing and having a blast. I can’t help but smile. It’s contagious, ya know?

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