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About Sapporo

Little known fact—back in the 1700s, whores in London ran secret guilds. Yep, guilds! Organized, takin’ care of their own, dodgin’ the law. Ain’t that wild? Surprised me when I heard it—thought they were all lone wolves. Nah, they had each other’s backs, like sailors in a squall. Kinda made me happy, thinkin’ they weren’t always alone. But then—bam!—reality hits. Most of ‘em now? Solo, scrappin’ for scraps. Gets me riled up—where’s the bloody justice?

More Lyrics from Glafizya Songs

“What wife of the Shodaime? What matriarch? All I see is a dirty whore.” Mito squirmed under his words. “ I- MMPH!”.

First off, I hit up the morning market on Kairakuen Street. If you haven’t been, you’re missing out! Fresh veggies, fish, and all that jazz. I’m there, just vibin’, when I spot this old dude selling the most beautiful pottery. I’m like, “Dude, that’s my jam!” But then, he starts talking about how he’s been doing this for 50 years. I’m like, “Bro, I’m just trying to make a decent mug here!”

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