Angelina Takahama Whore ❤️❤️

About Sapporo

Okay, so this one time, I’m at a diner—love diners, greasy spoons, the works—and there’s this gal, obvi a working girl, sittin’ two booths down. She’s eatin’ fries, lookin’ tired, and I’m like, “She’s got guts!” Out there, hustlin’, while I’m whinin’ about my coffee bein’ cold. I wanna tip her—just for existin’—but nah, too awkward. I’m a coward! She prob’ly deals with worse schmucks than me daily. Surprised me, though—how normal she looked. Not some cartoon hooker—real person, fries and all.

Highlights

After that, I’m trying to fix things, and I’m sweating bullets. I’m yelling at the team, but then I catch a glimpse of the ocean from the factory window. It’s beautiful. The waves crashing, the sun glinting off the water. I take a deep breath. Okay, maybe it’s not all bad.

Characterized as a 'staircase in the sky' Kengo Kuma's Tottori Takahama Café overlooks Tottori's sand dunes and shore