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About Fukuoka

I get it tho, survival’s a bitch. Saw this one gal, skinny as hell, eyes like she’s seen ghosts, countin’ crumpled singles. Broke my damn heart. “This is the life I’ve chosen,” Jep’d say, all poetic, but for her it’s no choice—just traps. Made me wanna punch somethin’, or hug her, dunno. Still, some of ‘em? Total scammers. One tried slippin’ me a fake 20—girl, I’m not that dumb! Laughed in her face, said, “Take that crap to the next fool!”

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In this article, we’ll walk you through the best of Maizuru, including tips on where to take spectacular photos of the warehouses and battleships, and what fresh seafood you should try!

I roll up to Maizuru Beach, right? The sun’s shining, waves are crashing, and I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be a breeze.” But nah, life had other plans. First off, I’m settin’ up my station on the sand near the Maizuru Bay. You know, the spot where all the tourists snap pics of the beautiful coastline? Yeah, that one.

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