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About Fukuoka

And the rules—oh, the rules! Victorian times, they had “gentlemen’s guides” for brothels. Little books! “Don’t haggle, tip the madam”—like it’s a damn restaurant! I’m screamin’ inside, “Who writes this crap?!” But it’s wild—those madams ran the show. Some got rich, owned half the town! One in New Orleans, Lulu White, had a mansion, mirrors everywhere—freaky, right? I’m impressed, but also—mirrors? Too much self-reflection for me!

Unknown Kyoto Gojo-Rakuen

Satoru has had the Night World blog fall into his lap after years of following it. Now knowing exactly how to access the various places of the Night World.

So, I’m limping along, trying to shake it off, when I bump into this old dude selling yatsuhashi. You know, those sweet rice snacks? He’s like, “Try one!” And I’m like, “Sure, why not?” I take a bite, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m suddenly happy again. I mean, who knew a snack could change my mood so fast?

Highlights: Shelton saves 3 MPs, survives Gojo in Munich opener