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But here’s the rub—whore ain’t all glitz. Makes me wanna scream, “Get outta that scene, love!” The danger’s real, the pimps are gnarly. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ a martini, thinkin’—why’s it gotta be so heavy? Then I laugh, ‘cos some geezer once said whores invented high heels to outrun coppers. True? Who cares—cracks me up! Oh, behave!

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In Sapporo, the capital of Hokkaido, there’s a street that cannot be overlooked. By day, it seems like a slumbering lady—calm, serene, and at peace with the passage of time. But once night .

Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, heavy rain. I’m soaked in seconds. I’m laughing, though, because it’s just my luck. I duck into a nearby café on Nishi 1 Chome. I grab a hot chocolate, and it’s like liquid happiness.

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