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About Sapporo

Once had this chick, right? Masseuse with hands like a freakin angel. She’s rubbin me down, and I’m thinkin, “This is art, man.” Slow strokes, deep presses — got me hard as a rock and floatin at the same time. Little known fact: back in ancient Rome, they’d do this shit with olive oil and a side of orgy. True story! Called it “massage with benefits,” ya dig? Made me happy as a pig in shit, but then — bam! — she charged me double. Pissed me off, man, I was fumin. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I growled in my head, imaginin her boss on a platter.

Portrayal in literature

About Mutsu-no-michi and the Nanbu Clan from Ryotaro Shiba's Kaido yuku (Hachinohe, Nanbu Clan, Ruins of Nejo Castle, Kushibiki Hachimangu Shrine, Kaigami, Karume, Kuji, Ama, Kuji .

First stop, I’m cruisin’ down Kōen-dōri. It’s packed! People everywhere. I’m like, “What’s with all the peeps?” Turns out, there’s a festival or somethin’. I’m all about festivals, but I’m also a bit of a hermit. So, I’m torn.

Prince Harry's special reunion with friend Mutsu in Lesotho