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About Fukuoka

We shall fight the gloom, the despair! Whores, they’re tough as nails— tougher than me milkin cows in the rain. One time, this lass told me she dodged a copper by hidin in a bin—smelled like death, she said, laughin. “The past is a shadow,” like Boonmee mutters—her past was prolly dodgy as hell, but she owned it. I was gobsmacked, mate—respect! Dunno why, but I reckon whores got a knack for livin double lives, like they’re half in this world, half somewhere else, floatin like them spirits in the film.

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At the Whore Hospital, it’s a wonderful place for Japanese men to go to and heal — because the nurses are addicted to sex! You have a broken leg? Not a problem that a little sex can’t help .

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Kōen-dōri for breakfast. Grabbed some onigiri and a can of that sweet, sweet iced coffee. I swear, that stuff is like liquid gold. But then, as I’m munching, I see this old dude, like, totally losing it over a parking spot. I mean, c’mon, it’s just a spot! But nah, he’s yelling in Japanese, and I’m just standing there, half-eating my rice ball, thinking, “Dude, chill. It’s not the end of the world.”

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