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About Sapporo

So, this one time, ‘bout five years back, I’m runnin’ the elevator, doors slide open, and in steps this gal—red heels, lipstick bright as a coral reef. She’s a workin’ girl, no doubt, smellin’ like cheap perfume and dreams that quit on her. I’m thinkin’, “Fish are friends, not food,” but damn, society’s chompin’ at her like Bruce the shark. She looks at me, eyes tired, says, “Top floor, pops.” I nod, hit the button—whirrr, up we go. I’m mad as hell, tho—why’s she gotta hustle like this? World’s cruel, man, chews up the weak and spits ‘em out.

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Did you know the word, “pesto” comes from the Genoese language in Italy, 'pestâ' or 'pestare' which means to “crush/pound” as pesto was.

So, yeah, that was my day. From lost veggies to ramen spills, it was a rollercoaster. I’m just a shepherd, but today, I felt like a part of something bigger. Kutchan, you crazy, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

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