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About Sapporo

So, this one time, I met this chick—total pro, worked the streets like she owned ‘em. Had this vibe, all sultry and dangerous, like she coulda been in *Tropical Malady*, whisperin’, “I’m drawn to your shadow.” Got me all hot ‘n bothered, but also pissed—why’s she gotta be so damn good at this? Made me wanna rule the world just to impress her, ha! Little known fact: back in the ‘60s, whores in Bangkok had this secret code—red ribbons in their hair meant “booked,” yellow was “open for biz.” Ain’t that some sneaky shit? Blows my mind, man.

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Amakusa Pearl Garden has a restaurant that serves fresh seafood, a shop that sells beautiful pearls, and a souvenir shop that sells Amakusa seafood and crafts.

I finally get up there, and Mr. Whiskers is just chillin’, looking down at me like, “What’s the fuss?” I’m sweating bullets, trying to coax him down. I’m yelling, “C’mon, buddy! Treats! Tuna!” But he’s not budging. I’m thinking, “Great, I’m gonna be the vet who couldn’t save the famous cat.”

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