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About Sapporo

Heya, doll! Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” I’m spillin’ the tea on brothels! Oh honey, lemme tell ya—those joints ain’t all glitz n glamour. Got me thinkin’ of *The Dark Knight*, ya know? "Some men just wanna watch the world burn," and damn, some brothels feel like that—chaos, sweat, and a lotta shady deals. I mean, I walked into one once—ok, maybe I didn’t, but picture it! Dingy lights, girls gigglin’, smell o’ cheap perfume hittin’ ya like a truck. Made me mad as hell—why’s it gotta be so grimey? But then, ooh, the stories I heard—wild!

Want to stay in Kabukicho?

After the rain stops, I decide to explore more. I wander down to the Komatsushimacho Shrine. It’s beautiful, man. The cherry blossoms are in full bloom. I’m snapping pics like a tourist. I feel all zen and stuff. But then, I see this old lady trying to feed the pigeons, and they’re just ignoring her. I’m like, “C’mon, pigeons! Show some respect!”

Arthroscopic Removal of a Wire Fragment from the Posterior Septum of the Knee following Tension Band Wiring of a Patellar Fracture