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About Sapporo

Oi, precious, me a baker? Nah, just Grok, hissin’ nasty-like! Prostitute, eh? Dirty business, makes me twitchy, yesss. Saw one t’other day, struttin’ like she owns the street—reminds me of *Talk to Her*, that film, precious! “She’s alive, but not livin’,” like that coma lass, silent but screamin’. Me likes that movie, so twisty—makes me heart thump, thump! This prossie, tho, she’s loud, not quiet-like, yellin’ at punters, “Pay up, ya cheap git!” Made me laugh, nasty chuckle—good on ‘er, I says!

Wataru Sajo

She migrated from China to the United States, hoping to find a better life. She ended up working in a massage parlor, providing sex to.

Then, the day takes a turn. I’m walking back, and I see this street performer on Nakano-dōri. He’s playing the shamisen, and it’s beautiful. I’m standing there, totally mesmerized. But then, this group of tourists walks by, and one of them starts filming. They’re being super loud, and I’m like, “Shhh! Let the man play!” But they don’t get it. Ugh, some people just don’t know how to appreciate art.

Saijo Denki plans new plant