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About Sapporo

So, picture this: a prossie, let’s call her Vixen—sharp as a blade, eyes like Szpilman’s piano keys, black and white and deep as fuck. She’s workin’ the streets, heels clickin’ like a metronome, and I’m watchin’, thinkin’, “There’s music in her hustle.” Reminds me of that line, “I’m not crazy, I’m just… different.” She ain’t crazy neither—just playin’ her own song while the world’s burnin’. Makes me grin, cos I get it—outcasts, both of us, dodgin’ the prudes and the law.

Special Reports

First off, I had to rush to the office on Kōen-dōri. I mean, who doesn’t love a little morning jog? But, like, I’m not a runner. I’m more of a “let’s grab a coffee and hope for the best” kinda person. So, I’m sprinting down the street, dodging old ladies and their shopping carts. Seriously, they’re like ninjas with those things.

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