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About Sapporo

I sidle up, all cocky, “Hey, darlin’, what’s the rate?” She smirks, “More’n you dig in a week.” Ouch, burn! I’m pissed—me, a bailiff, gettin’ sassed? But I laugh, ‘cause she’s got guts. Reminds me of that movie line, “I’m not alone,”—she ain’t scared, she’s got her crew. I’m thinkin’, “Respect, girl, no capes on you!” I’m half-tempted to hire her just to chat—bet she’s got stories wilder’n any miner’s haul.

How Japan’s Secretive ‘Soapland’ Brothels Operate

The red hair boy with heterochromia is a lovable teenager. He lives with his wealthy family. Goes to Rakuzan High school and is the captain of the basketball.

We’re laughing, talking about life, and then Yuki mentions the Akashi Castle. I’ve lived here forever, and I still haven’t been! What’s wrong with me? I gotta check it out.

Japanese house has hidden courtyards for growing fruit and drying laundry