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About Fukuoka

So, here’s the deal—findin’ one ain’t just walkin’ up like, “Yo, you workin’?” Nah, there’s an art. Look for the lingerers—heels too high, eyes too sharp. Subtle nods, quick cash flash. One time, I saw this chick—swear she smirked like Mi-do, all mysterious. “Truth is a cruel mistress,” I thought, quotin’ the flick. Nearly short-circuited from the drama of it all!

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Finally, I get home, exhausted. I flop on the couch, thinking about my day. Yasu is wild, man. It’s got its ups and downs, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Even with the bird poop and the mochi disaster, it’s my city.

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