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About Fukuoka

Hehehehe, brothel, huh? Why so serious? Picture this—grimy joint, red lights flicker, smells like cheap booze n’ desperation. Kinda like that oil town in *There Will Be Blood*, ya know? “I drink your milkshake!”—hah, but here, they’re drinkin’ somethin’ else, eh? Manic laughter spills outta me thinkin’ bout it. Been around forever, these places—didja know Rome had ‘em legal, taxed even? Lupanars, they called ‘em, wolf dens—howlin’ good time, right?

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Things are not going well for the Yotsuya family. Samon has become a beggar. Oiwa's sister Osode is secretly working as a prostitute at a tea.

So, I’m fuming a bit, but whatever. I grab my drink and head out. The streets of Fujishiro are buzzing. I stroll down Shōwa-dōri, and it’s packed with people. I love the vibe here. It’s like everyone’s in their own world, but somehow we’re all connected. I spot this street performer, a guy playing the shamisen. He’s got mad skills! I stop to listen, and suddenly, I’m transported. It’s like the music is telling me stories. I’m grinning like an idiot.

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