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About Sapporo

One time, I snuck ‘round back—stupid bouncer, big as a truck, caught me. “You’re too young, fatass!” he says. Screw you, I’m majestic! Pissed me off, but whatever, I’d just charge ‘em double for an oil change. Brothels are chaos, man—sweaty, loud, smells like ass and roses. Kinda love it, kinda hate it. “The air feels so cool,” movie says—bullshit, it’s sticky as hell in there! Respect my authoritah, I’m tellin’ it real!

Legality of Prostitution in Malaysia

Reviewed by Hajimu Masuda (National University of Singapore) Published on H-War (November, ) Commissioned by Margaret Sankey (Independent Scholar).

But then, I get a call. It’s my boss. “Hey, we need you at the old shrine on Kōen-dōri. There’s a tree that’s about to fall.” I’m like, “Great, just what I needed.” So, I scarf down my food and rush over.

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