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About Sapporo

But then—bam—she hops in, and I’m hit with this smell. Perfume and cigarettes, like a dive bar exploded. “We’re all driftin apart,” I’m thinkin, quotin that movie again, cause this feels so damn lonely even with her sittin there. I ask her name—Candy, she says, and I’m rollin my eyes. Candy? C’mon, that’s faker than a three-dollar bill! Gets me riled up—why lie bout somethin so small? But whatever, I’m in it now.

2) Watching Steller´s Sea Eagle in Lake Furen

Finally, I got my latte, and it was heavenly. I took a sip, and it was like a hug in a cup. But then, I saw the time. I was late for my meet-up with some friends at the Nemuro Lighthouse. I chugged the rest of my drink and dashed outta there.

Cross-mating between the alien bumblebee Bombus terrestris and two native Japanese bumblebees, B. hypocrita sapporensis and B. cryptarum florilegus, in the Nemuro Peninsula, Japan | Scientific Reports