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About Sapporo

I see dis one gal—proper fit, lips redder than a slapped arse. I’m like, “Oi, love, how’s it hangin’?” She’s givin’ me the eye, sussin’ me out. Reminds me of Lancaster Dodd screamin’, “You can’t tame what’s wild!”—and bruv, she’s wild as fuck. I’m thinkin’, shit, dis could be a laugh or a total mare. Last time I tried dis, some geezer rolled up, all aggro, shoutin’ she’s his. Got me ragin’—I ain’t here for drama, just a quick shag!

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Ohhhh, precious, let me tell ye 'bout Okaya, yesss, our little hidden gem, so sneaky and old! Streets twist like sneakin' paths in the dark. There's Sakura-dori, our main vein, it's busy and alive, like a heart beating fast, pumping secrets. Weh, there’s also Nishiki-cho, quiet but with deep charm, much like our secret, hidden massage spots.

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