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About Fukuoka

Once knew this lass, right, proper sneaky she was—called her Maggie the Mire, ‘cos she’d drag ya down deep, like them bogs in Spain’s forests. She’d grin, all sweet-like, “Come, my love,” but next thing? Yer pockets empty, yer heart bleedin’—we hates it! Swear she had eyes like Ofelia’s, big an’ shiny, but hidin’ somethin’ rotten. Little fact fer ya—back in ol’ London, they’d mark whores with brands, yeh? Burnt ‘em right on the cheek—savage, innit? Made me mad as hell, thinkin’ how they’d strut after, proud-like, scars an’ all.

AN ENGLISH-AINU VOCABULARY

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So, I wake up early, like, way too early. The sun was barely peeking over the mountains. I’m thinking, “Today’s gonna be chill.” I grab my gear, head out, and boom! I’m hit by this wave of excitement. Kutchan is beautiful, man! The mountains, the fresh air, the whole vibe. But then, I hit the streets.

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