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About Fukuoka

So, picture this—dingy lil joint, red lights flickerin’ like a bad dream. Smells like cheap perfume and cheaper regrets. I waltzed in once, curious as a cat with a scalpel. Girls lined up, eyes dead as fish, but smilin’—fake as a politician’s tears. “We’re artists,” one says, puffin’ a cigarette. Artists! Ha! I nearly choked on my own tongue laughin’. Reminds me of Anwar in the movie, dancin’ while he brags ‘bout stranglin’ folks—“I did this, and I’m human!” Same bullshit, different stage.

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I’m talking full-on monsoon. I’m soaked in seconds. I duck into a café on Shimo-ina Street. It’s cozy, and I order a hot matcha. While I’m waiting, I overhear this couple arguing. Like, really? In a café? Get a room, people!

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