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About Sapporo

So, listen, yeah? Me, creepin’ round, eyes big, lookin’ for a girl. Streets stinks, all piss an’ smoke—lovely, innit? We swears! Found one once, near Soho, real shadowy spot. She’s all, “Wotcha want, luv?” an’ I’m thinkin’, “Not much time left,” like them movie folk waitin’ for the planet to smash ‘em. Paid her quick, tenner slipped shaky-like—cheaper than a pint these days! Little fact, yeah? Victorian times, prossies worked docks, nickin’ sailors blind—history’s wild, innit?

Nightlife in the Post-towns

So, I finish my meal, and I’m walkin’ home, thinkin’ about the day. It was a rollercoaster, for sure. From the fish guy to the kid helpin’ me shear, to the rainstorm and the izakaya. I’m grateful, though. This city, with all its quirks and history, it’s got a vibe that sticks with ya.

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