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About Sapporo

Alright, so I’m the Master of the Forest, huh? Guess that makes me Dr. House, limpin’ through trees, diagnosin’ the world’s bullshit. Everybody lies, right? So, prostitutes—let’s talk about ‘em. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ about “4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days”—that flick’s a gut-punch, man. Romania, ‘87, abortion’s illegal, and Otilia’s runnin’ around for her dumbass friend Gabita. “We’re not criminals,” she says, but hell, everybody’s a criminal when the system’s screwin’ you. Prostitutes? They’re just hustlin’ in that same messed-up world.

The Working Woman

After that, I decide to chill at this little café on Shōwa-dōri. The coffee there? Pure magic. I order a latte, and the barista, this cool chick, draws a cat on the foam. I’m like, “Wow, you’re an artist too!” She laughs, and I’m feeling all warm inside.

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