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About Sapporo

Oi, mate! Yeah, baby! So, I’m an industrialist, right, diggin’ the groovy vibes of makin’ stuff, and I’m here to rap about brothels—shagadelic, innit? Picture this: dusty roads, engines roarin’, like straight outta *Mad Max: Fury Road*, my fave flick, baby! “What a day, what a lovely day!” I’d yell, cruisin’ past a brothel in some wild, post-apoc desert town. Them ladies, all dolled up, struttin’ like chrome queens—ooh, far out!

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Next stop, the Ube Art Museum. I’m an archivist, so art is kinda my jam. I thought I’d get lost in some paintings, you know? But nooo, there was a school trip. Like, a million kids running around, screaming. I swear, I almost lost it. I mean, can’t a person enjoy some art in peace? But then, I saw this kid staring at a painting of a mountain. He looked so mesmerized. It was kinda cute, not gonna lie. Made me smile, even with all the chaos.

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