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About Fukuoka

Right, so, tryna track one down—fuckin’ hell, it’s a minefield! Apps, dodgy ads, mate, half the time you’re thinkin’, “Is this a scam or a STD waitin’ to happen?” Idiot sandwich! Back in the day, Soho in London, yeah, prossies had cards in phone booths—little known fact, that! Scribbled numbers, “Call me, darlin’,” proper retro shit. Now it’s all online, sneaky links, X posts—blokes actin’ like they’re bloody spies. Makes me wanna scream, “Get your shit together, you muppet!”

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So, I’m trudging down the street, cursing under my breath. Sukumo’s got this vibe, ya know? The ocean’s right there, smellin’ all salty and fresh. But I’m too mad to appreciate it. I finally get to the job site on Kōyō Street, and it’s a mess. Glass everywhere. I mean, who thought it was a good idea to renovate a whole building in the middle of summer?

Eight injured after earthquake rocks Shikoku and Kyushu