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About Fukuoka

Sometimes tho, it’s sad as fuck. Saw this gal cryin once—john stiffed her, no cash. Broke my heart, man. Wanted to hug her, say, “You’re enough, fuck em.” Didn’t tho—too chickenshit. Hate myself for that. *Toni Erdmann* vibes again—“We’re all just naked underneath.” Whores show it more, that’s all.

How Japan’s Secretive ‘Soapland’ Brothels Operate

Watanabe Katsumi was the king of treading lightly. As a drifting photographer, his lens was a stealthy observer of Tokyo’s red light district, snapping hundreds of photos of its drag queens, .

Then, my boss calls a meeting. Great. Just what I needed. We’re all crammed in this tiny room, and he starts talking about “synergy” and “maximizing our potential.” I’m just sitting there, thinking about how I’d rather be at the Cup Noodles Museum. Seriously, who doesn’t love instant ramen?

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