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About Sapporo

She’s no saint, nah, but who is? Worked corners since 16—crazy, right? Learned that from some shady X post—blew my mind! Society’s all judgy, “Oh she’s dirty,” but screw that noise! She’s out there, grindin, makin cash—respect! Reminds me of Jep in the flick—lost, gorgeous, chaotic. “We’re all on the brink of despair!” True as hell—prostitute’s livin it!

The Comfort Women and State Prostitution

Keisei, the most splendid female head with elegance and sexual charm of a highest-rank yujo (prostitute) as well as with an inner fortitude Ofuku for an actress who plays comic roles etc.

First client walks in, this dude named Kenji. He’s got hair like a bird’s nest. I’m like, “Bro, what’s goin’ on up there?” He laughs, says he’s been busy with the local fishing tournament down at the harbor. I’m like, “Nice! Catch anything good?” He just shrugs. Typical fisherman, right? Anyway, I start snippin’, and he’s tellin’ me about the giant fish he almost caught. I’m all in, like, “Dude, that’s epic!” But then, outta nowhere, he gets a call. It’s his wife. He answers, and I swear, I hear her yellin’ through the phone. Something about dinner plans. I’m just tryin’ to focus on the hair, man!

Tour boats flock to giant spring whirlpools in western Japan's Naruto Strait