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About Sapporo

Brothels ain’t just bang-bang, y’know. History’s nuts—Romans had ‘em legal. Called ‘em lupanars, wolf dens. How badass is that? *wheeze* I am your father. Surprised me—some dudes went for talkin’, not touchin’. Loneliness, man, it’s a sith lord. Made me wanna choke somethin’. Not them, tho—system’s the real bastard. *Certified Copy* vibes again—“truth’s just a shadow.” Brothel’s a mirror, reflectin’ ugly shit.

MADAM’S LODGE, A UNIQUE EXPERIENCE!

So, I’m walking, feeling all good, when I bump into this group of tourists. They’re lost, looking for the Sandacho Castle. I’m like, “Dude, it’s just up the hill!” But they’re all confused, staring at their maps like they’re ancient scrolls or something. I try to help, but they just keep asking about the best sushi spots. I’m like, “You’re in Sandacho! Just eat everything!”