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About Sapporo

Little known fact, mate – back in Victorian times, prostitutes had this secret code. Like, a red ribbon in the hair meant “I’m busy, sod off.” Clever, innit? Bet Cronenberg’d love that – all dark and twisty. I’m buzzing thinking about it, proper chuffed. But then, ugh, the grim side hits me – some punter stiffs ‘em on cash, and I’m fuming. “How do you live with it?” – another movie gem. How do they? Balls of steel, I reckon.

Kamisama Hajimemashita

Analysing materials from literature and film, this book considers the fates of women who did not or could not buy into the Japanese imperial ideology of "good wives, wise mothers" in support of .

As the sun starts to set, I’m walking back, and I pass by this little shop on Kamenokouji again. They’ve got these amazing handmade crafts. I’m eyeing this cute little ceramic cat, and I’m like, “I need that in my life.” So, I buy it, and now I’m the proud owner of a cat that doesn’t even meow.

Self-Defense Forces begin snow removal work in hard-hit northern Japan