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About Sapporo

Oi mate, here I am, David Attenborough, voice all calm-like, talkin bout a prossie in the wild streets. Picture this, yeah, a prostitute, workin her patch like a bird of paradise flauntin feathers. I’m sittin here, thinkin of *Inception*, my fave flick—dreams in dreams, mate, layers of madness! “You mustn’t be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling,” I whisper to meself, watchin her strut. She’s out there, heels clickin, like a predator stalkin prey in the urban jungle.

How about a prostitution business update?

Just posted up the latest, Chapter Addition Not the most exciting of chapters imho but it gets the point and does what it needs to.

And then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, really rain. I’m talking torrential downpour. Everyone’s scrambling for cover, and I’m just standing there, laughing like a maniac. I mean, come on! It’s Odate! You gotta roll with it.

Shops at northern Japan airport hoping new cuddly Akita dog backpacks will take off