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About Sapporo

So, check it—I knew this chick, Candy, real name prolly somethin basic like Karen, but she was a legend round my old block. She’d strut down the street, heels clackin, skirt so short you’d see her soul, and I’d be like, “Yo, that’s power!” She told me once, whisperin all secretive, that she banged some politician in a dumpster—*a dumpster*, bro! Said he paid her double to keep it hush. Little known fact: lotta these girls got stories that’d make your jaw drop, shit you won’t find on Google, nah mean? I was happy as hell hearin that, like, “Get that bag, girl!” but also pissed—why’s the world gotta make her hide it?

Sengoku Hauntings: Oiran Buchi

Purpose: The aim of this study was to analyze how taking contraceptive pills and condom use are related to each other, and their links to sexually.

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Yatsushiro Street. Grabbed my usual—onigiri and a can of iced coffee. I swear, that coffee is like rocket fuel. Anyway, I’m munching away, and this old dude starts chatting me up. He’s all like, “You know, Koshu has the best grapes.” I’m thinking, “Yeah, buddy, but I’m not here for a vineyard tour.” But hey, I nod and smile. Gotta keep it friendly, right?

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