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About Sapporo

Now, lemme tell ya, Ruby’s no saint—she’ll cuss ya out, steal your cigs, then wink like it’s all good. Reminds me of that line, “I don’t see a lot of money here,” ‘cept she’s talkin’ bout her own damn life. Exaggeratin’ for effect? Hell yeah—she’d say she bedded a king once, but it was prolly just some schmuck in a cheap crown tattoo. Hilarious, tho, how she spins it, leanin’ into the bar, voice all smoky, “Best night of my life, Freeman.”

My Friend Matt and Hena the Whore

A former server at the Rittenhouse Square spot claims that sushi chefs regularly drew penises on her order slips and one cook sabotaged her customers' dishes.

After that, I needed a break. So, I hit up the park near Zama’s famous cherry blossoms. It’s so pretty there, especially in spring. But today? It was packed with kids. Like, a million of ‘em. They were running around, screaming, and I just wanted a moment of peace. I sat on a bench, trying to zone out, but nope. Kids everywhere.

Zama Basin’s Superb Sand the Result of a Drive-By Microcontinent