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About Sapporo

I’m obsessed with *Boyhood*, y’all know that. That flick? It’s me—growin’, feelin’, watchin’ time creep. Brothels got that energy too—like, they evolve, but stay stuck. Oldest job, yet still shady? Wild. Fun fact: back in Pompeii, they had brothels with stone beds. Stone! Who’s fuckin’ on that? My back hurts thinkin’ ‘bout it. Prolly smelled like sweat and regret—ew, nasty!

Switzerland and Italy

From a thriving brothel landscape, intricately tailored to ensure safety and consent, to exquisite massage parlors offering luxurious escapes into soothing pleasures, this city promises a .

So, I rush over to the auction house on Shōwa-dōri. It’s a small place, but it’s got character. Old wooden beams, the smell of history, ya know? I’m pumped for the day. We got some rare stuff up for grabs—like this ancient samurai sword. I mean, who wouldn’t want a piece of history, right?

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