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About Sapporo

What surprised me? The rules, man! Some joints got stricter codes than MI6. No kissin’, no hagglin’, cash upfront—felt like a bleedin’ mission briefin’. Got me chuffed tho—order in chaos, y’know? “Reality is a fragile thing,” I reckon, sippin’ my drink, watchin’ some geezer stumble out, trousers half-down. Laughed my arse off—pathetic, but peak brothel vibes.

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So, I’m tryin’ to brush it off, and I see this little kid, right? He’s got a balloon, and he’s just bouncin’ around. I’m thinkin’, “Man, I wish I could be that carefree.” But then, the balloon slips from his grip and flies away. The kid’s face? Priceless. I laughed, but then felt bad. Life’s a rollercoaster, huh?