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About Fukuoka

So, I’m walkin’, and this chick’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’. She’s all “Hey, sugar, need a date?” I’m like, whoa, calm down, darlin’—let’s paint this scene first! Reminds me of “Yi Yi”—“Life’s a mystery, isn’t it?”—and I’m thinkin’, yeah, what’s her story? Bet she’s got one helluva tale. Did ya know, back in the 1800s, some prostitutes were secretly spies? True shit—swear I read that somewhere. Imagine her, codename “Red Lips,” droppin’ secrets between jobs. Wild!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

But then, I see this little kid. He’s tryin’ to climb a tree. I can’t help but smile. Kids and trees, man. It’s pure magic. I go over and give him some tips. “Climb like a squirrel, not a sloth!” He giggles, and I’m like, “Yeah, that’s right!”

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