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About Fukuoka

Now, me quirks kick in—I’m pacin’ the deck, talkin’ to meself, “Jack, ye daft fool, don’t hire the first lass ye see!” Gotta vet ‘em, check histories—clean data, not scurvy lies. Once, I near hired a gal who swore she’d been with Blackbeard himself—exaggeratin’ for dramatics, aye, but I laughed ‘til me ribs ached. “I like simple pleasures,” I growl, quotin’ Amélie, “like rum and a good tale!”

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After that, I needed to clear my head. I wandered over to the Biratori Park. It’s this chill spot with a pond and everything. I sat on a bench, doodling in my sketchbook, trying to find some inspiration. But all I could think about was how I spilled my latte and how my pants were still wet. Classic me, right?

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