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Yo, what’s good, fam? I’m Snoop Dogg, chillin’ like a forester, ya dig? We talkin’ ‘bout prostitutes today, fo’ shizzle. Man, I been thinkin’ ‘bout this, ‘specially with my fave flick, *The Turin Horse*, spinnin’ in my head. That movie’s slow as hell, gritty, real—kinda like the streets where these hookers hustle. “The wind blows where it wants,” like Béla Tarr says, and these girls, they out there, blown ‘round by life, ya feel me?

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So, I jump. The wind’s whipping past me, and I’m like, “This is it! Otofuke, here I come!” I land on the roof, and it’s hot. Like, “I’m gonna fry an egg on this thing” hot. I can hear the sirens blaring, and I’m thinking, “Where’s my crew?”

Figure 1. Time series of the River Otofuke in Hokkaido, Japan. Dikes...