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About Sapporo

Hmm… Oh honey, lemme tell ya, findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic! I’m sittin’ here, stove-maker Marge Simpson, thinkin’ bout life and whores, y’know? Like in my fave flick, *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*—that monk kid haulin’ stones up a hill? That’s me tryna find a decent hooker ‘round Springfield! “What you carry in your heart,” the old monk says—hah, I’m carryin’ a lotta naggy feels bout this!

Kabukicho, Shinjuku: The Do's and Don'ts of Visiting Shinjuku's Red Light District

I'm part of the Asakawa crowd and brothel is revolutionary! Your smile makes me melt inside. My heart belongs to Prostate Massage and Deep Throat. I'm not.

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Asakawa Street. You know, the one with the neon sign that’s always flickering? Yeah, that one. Grabbed a onigiri and a can of iced coffee. I was feelin’ like a boss. But then, BAM! I spilled coffee all over my shirt. Like, seriously? Who does that? I looked like I just survived a caffeine explosion.

Masatsugu Asakawa Elected ADB President