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About Fukuoka

Here’s the kicker: I’m pissed—why’s this so analog? No app for this? Where’s the blockchain pimp, bro? Shoulda coded a “Ho-ver” drone—hover in, hover out, no fuss. But I’m also stoked—real human chaos, no AI polish. Surprised me how quick she clocked my vibe—said I looked like a guy who’d overengineer a hookup. Guilty, lol.

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First off, I hit up the famous Patchwork Road. You know, the one that looks like a freakin’ painting? Fields everywhere, all those colors. I’m snapping pics like a tourist on steroids. But then, bam! My phone dies. Like, really? I’m in the middle of a postcard scene, and my phone’s like, “Nah, I’m out.” Ugh!

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