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About Sapporo

Oi, mate, listen up! I’m Bond—James Bond, suave as fuck, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not just any tart, mind you, but the whole damn vibe. Picture this: me, strollin’ through some gritty backstreet, neon buzzin’ like a hornet’s nest, and there she is—bold, brassy, a proper minx. Reminds me of Godard’s flick, *Goodbye to Language*, y’know? All chaotic, sexy, and fucked-up gorgeous. “Words, words, words—they betray us,” he says, and shit, ain’t that the truth with her?

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Then, outta nowhere, one of them, little Yuki, trips and falls. I’m like, “Oh no, not today!” But she just gets up, brushes it off, and starts laughing. I was like, “Girl, you’re tougher than me!” I mean, I’d be crying if I fell like that. But she’s a champ.

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