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About Sapporo

Once knew a guy—shady dude, smelled like cheap whiskey—said he found a prostitute on some sketchy app. X posts floatin’ round ‘bout it too, links to sites I ain’t touchin’. “Be careful,” I told him, “this ain’t a damn game!” He laughed, said, “Bernie, chill, it’s just business.” Business my ass! Made me wanna scream—where’s the humanity? But, gotta admit, I was curious—how’s it work? Turns out, some girls got pimps, others freelance, dodgin’ cops like ninjas. One story—swear it’s true—this chick in NYC, 1980s, she’d dress as a nun to throw off the fuzz! Hilarious, but damn clever!

Introductions in Kamaishi

Travel guide for Kamaishi, an industrial city in Iwate Prefecture that was heavily damaged by the www.facebook.comg: prostitute.

As the sun started to set, I made my way back to the beach. The sky was painted in pinks and oranges. I sat on the sand, feeling grateful. This city, with all its quirks and surprises, had stolen my heart.

Remembering March 2011: Wallaby and Aussie beef return to Kamaishi