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About Fukuoka

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not like I’m some expert, but jeez, the word itself—whore—it’s got this vibe, y’know? Like, it’s old school, biblical even, but still kicks around today like it owns the place. I mean, who uses “whore” anymore without soundin’ like a total schmuck? Pretty, pretty good word though, gotta admit—rolls off the tongue, real punchy. Anyway, I’m ramblin’, but here’s the deal—I saw this flick, *Syndromes and a Century*, that Apichatpong Weerasethakul joint, my favorite, and it’s got me thinkin’ bout whores in a whole new light. Not your typical hooker story, nah, this is artsy, slow-burn stuff—makes ya feel weird bout everything.

to write or not to write

Tong Yao: No!! I am your mistress, I am your whore, most importantly I seduced you because of which you are with me. Nice label isn't it?

But then, I remember the kid from earlier. I gotta let it go. So, I grab a drink, and just enjoy the night. I’m laughin’, dancin’, and forgettin’ all about that suit guy.

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