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About Sapporo

Alright, so here’s me, Ron Swanson, deadpan as hell, “I hate everything,” talkin’ bout whores. Yeah, whores—gritty, real, been around forever. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “The Turin Horse,” my damn favorite movie—Béla Tarr, Ágnes Hranitzky, 2011. That slow, bleak masterpiece. Whores fit right in that world—dusty, worn-out, no nonsense. Like the horse in the flick, just takin’ it, day after day. “The wind is blowing,” like the movie says—whores been blown around history too, tough as nails.

Conclusion

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First off, I hit up the local konbini on Matsubara Street. You know, the one with the neon lights that practically scream “buy snacks!” Grabbed some onigiri and a can of iced coffee. I was feeling like a king. But then, bam! I spilled my coffee all over my favorite shirt. Ugh! I was like, “Great, just great.”

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