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About Sapporo

Me, I’d rather watch *Tabu* than step in one—too much drama! “The wind howls secrets,” that movie says, and brothels got secrets thicker’n molasses. Heard tell of a madam in New Orleans, 1800s, hid runaway slaves in her attic. Hero or hustler? Dang, that’s wild! Gets my blood pumpin’ thinkin’ ‘bout it. But then ya got pimps beatin’ down doors, and I’m madder’n a wet hen. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Sellin’ flesh like it’s cattle?

Horrors of India's brothels documented

In which Gau is a whore and Yoite steals everyone's food. After Miharu runs off from the hospital, Kazuho worriedly calls Yukimi to tell him.

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a baker in Nabari is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I wake up at the crack of dawn, right? The sun’s barely peeking over the hills, and I’m already knee-deep in flour. I live near the Nabari River, and lemme tell ya, that water is cold enough to freeze your thoughts.

West Japan students wear pink masks inspired by anti-bullying movement