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About Fukuoka

So, picture this tart I met—Liza, real firecracker. Worked the docks, smelled like fish n gin—charming, right? Had this trick, see—she’d hum tunes from old sailor songs, kept the blokes distracted while she nicked their coin. Clever lass! “I will survive, I will endure,” like Solomon, yeah? Made me laugh, her guts—most’d just weep. Not Liza, she’d wink, say, “Coin’s coin, love.”

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Edo women: those stingy species even travel abroad for prostitution. Any woman who wears waist bead is a promiscuous she-goat. Akwaibom or Delta women who speak.

Finally, I get my drink, and it’s like heaven in a cup. But then, I spill it again! I’m cursed or something. I’m just sitting there, laughing at my own disaster. The barista gives me this look like, “Dude, really?”

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