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They call me Sakura. I was born on the run and raised in a cloud of cotton candy and Soso sake, where the cherry ends and the fun begins.
Fuji nights at dawn. Dry and sweet when the world lost its charm. Drink Soso and help Ringo find the sweet memory of a million rainbow stallions
Two steps and a light Soho mist, from Kobe to the Sunset Strip. Let Yuzu tickle your toes and fill you with sake goodness and citrus gold.