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About Fukuoka

So I spot her—legs like a dream, eyes sharp as my scalpel. “Love’s a funny thing,” I mutter, quotin Haynes’ flick again—cuz it is, ain’t it? She’s playin her part, I’m playin mine. We haggle—20 mins, 50 bucks, no funny biz. She’s cool, chill, tells me she’s savin for a kid’s birthday. Damn, that hit me—soft spot, Clarice, don’t tell no one. I’m thinkin, this world’s a mess, but she’s got heart. “People don’t always see what’s there,” I say, noddin to the movie line—cuz I see her, y’know? Not just the gig.

Pre-Meiji Japan

But then, as I’m slurping away, I overhear this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m trying to enjoy my ramen, and they’re ruining my vibe! I mean, come on, people! Take it outside!

From Seattle to Sapporo — new presidents and matrons called for 8 temples around the world