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About Fukuoka

Lemme tell ya, I was prowlin’—neon lights buzzin’, stinkin’ alleys callin’. Reminds me when Cathy says, “I’m going to make everything right.” Right? HA! Ain’t no right here—just cash and chaos. You gotta know the corners—42nd Street’s a goldmine, fun fact! Used to be packed with ‘em, way back—grimy history, love it! Made me grin, ear to ear—nobody talks bout that no more.

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First off, I hit up the local market on Kuroda’s main street, Chuo-dori. You know, the one packed with food stalls and all that good stuff? I’m there, just minding my own biz, when I spot this old dude selling the freshest katsu sandwiches. I’m talkin’ crispy, juicy goodness. I grab one, and boom! A seagull swoops down and snatches it right outta my hand! Like, what the heck, man?! I’m standing there, mouth agape, while this bird flies off like it just won the lottery. I’m fuming, but also kinda impressed. That bird’s got skills.

Celebrating Hiroki Kuroda’s Japanese Hall of Fame induction