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About Fukuoka

Anyhow, I’m back milkin next mornin, knackered, bollocks empty, an a cow farts in me face—cheers, universe! Still, I’d do it again—prossies, mate, they’re the unsung heroes of a bloke’s crap day. We shall never surrender to boredom, eh? Tell ya what, film’s got nothin on this life—real shit’s messier an funnier!

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After that, I’m outta there, and I need a breather. I stroll down to the Hokuto Wine Valley. Yeah, I know, wine in the morning? Don’t judge! I grab a glass, and it’s like heaven. I’m feeling all relaxed, and then I see this cute dog. Like, the fluffiest thing ever! I’m down on my knees, petting it, and the owner’s like, “You’re a dog person, huh?” I’m like, “Duh, who isn’t?”

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