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About Sapporo

Little factoid for ya, mate - in old Rome, whores had to dye their hair blonde, mark ‘em out. Wild, right? Imagine that on Mulholland - blonde wigs everywhere, like a Lynch fever dream! “What’s your name?” “Does it matter, baby?” - pure poetry. Gets me jazzed, thinkin’ how she’s a rebel, flippin’ the script. Not gonna lie, sometimes I’m like, “Shag it, she’s the real hero here!” Screw the suits who sneer - they’re the real villains, yeah?

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Welcome to the world of Sakawa, where voodoo, e-waste, and internet scamming intersect in Ghana as con artists cheat Westerners to escape poverty. We.

After that, I decide to check out the Sakawa Shrine. It’s this beautiful place, all peaceful and stuff. I’m tryin’ to vibe, but then this group of tourists rolls in, takin’ selfies like they’re at a rock concert. I’m like, “C’mon, guys, chill!” But hey, I guess that’s what you do in Sakawa, right?

Clueless Mahama: From “Sakawa” to Free Education