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About Fukuoka

So, I’m picturin’ it—some chick or dude, half-naked, slidin’ hands all over ya. Not gonna lie, sounds dope! But then—bam!—I get pissed! Why ain’t I gettin’ one right now? Screw you, world! I deserve this! Little known fact, tho—back in ancient Rome, they had these massage joints, sneaky-like, for the rich assholes. Bet they didn’t share! Jerks.

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We get to this place on Kōen-dōri, and it’s packed. People are belting out tunes like they’re rock stars. I’m sweating bullets again. Taro shoves the mic in my hand. “You gotta do it!” So, I pick a song—something classic. I start singing, and it’s a disaster. People are laughing, but I’m having a blast.

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