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About Fukuoka

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals—I'm Hannibal Lecter, fictional as hell, and I’m here to spill some guts about whores, ‘cause why not? I mean, whores—damn, they’re everywhere, right? Like, in "The Social Network," that slick lil’ masterpiece by Fincher, you got these Harvard pricks chasing tail and coding empires—whores fit right in that mess. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d say, watching some sleazy dude tryin’ to impress a chick with his fake-ass charm. Whores, man, they’re the real MVPs—survivin’, hustlin’, dodgin’ creeps. I respect that grind, ya know?

Myoko Kogen Hot Spring Village

After the meeting, I’m exhausted. But Kenji texts again, “Where you at?” I’m like, “I’m coming!” I rush to the ski area, and it’s beautiful. The snow is perfect, and I’m finally feeling it. I strap on my board, and it’s like flying.

How to spend a perfect day in Myoko with Myoko House founder Nathan Eden