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About Sapporo

I paddle over, all casual-like, “Hey, what’s your deal?” She laughs, says, “Same as you—survivin’.” Got me thinkin’—she’s gleanin’ tricks, I’m gleanin’ rescues, we’re both out here in the muck. Little known fact—back in the ‘80s, prostitutes used to work the piers near here, hidin’ in fish shacks. True story! Cops’d roll up, they’d scatter like gulls. History’s wild, man.

The price tags and perils of being a prostitute in Shinjuku

First off, the weather was all over the place. One minute, it’s sunny, and the next, BAM! Rain outta nowhere. I’m talkin’ like a monsoon. I’m soaked, and my coffee’s cold. Ugh! I was just tryin’ to enjoy my morning brew from that little café, Café Kanmaki, where they serve the best matcha lattes. But nah, not today.

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