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About Sapporo

Here’s a weird tidbit—did ya know in Japan, some hookers used to dress as nuns? Nuns! Talk about a holy surprise! Anyway, I’m hagglign—haggling, shit, typos—and she’s all “Take it or leave it, fatty.” Rude! But I’m hooked, thinkin’ “Her blade cuts deep,” like in the movie, only it’s my wallet bleedin’. I cough up the cash, heart racin’, and she’s smirkin’ like she owns me. D’oh! Total sucker move.

About Orientalsouls.com

So, I’m chugging my coffee, and I hit the road. Iwatsuki’s streets are a maze, but I know ‘em like the back of my hand. I zipped down Koshigaya Street, dodging cyclists and old folks. Seriously, they move like they’re in slow-mo. I almost yelled, “Get outta the way!” but I held back. Gotta keep my cool, right?

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