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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?

20 British Slang for Whore: Unlocking the Colorful Language of the UK

“tHiS gEnErAtiOn iS sO eAsiLy oFfEnDeD” I regularly call my best friend a whore, we just don't like racism.

Later, I’m just mindin’ my own business when I hear this loud commotion down at the Naie River. I rush over, and there’s a whole crowd gathered. Turns out, some guy’s tryin’ to fish out a giant inflatable duck. Like, who even brings that to the river? I’m thinkin’, “Dude, you’re not gonna catch anything with that!” But the crowd’s lovin’ it. They’re takin’ pics, laughin’, and I’m just standin’ there, shakin’ my head.

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