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About Fukuoka

Little known fact – didja know some prositutes back in the day used secret codes? Like, flowers in their hair meant somethin wild! Red rose? She’s booked. Yellow? Open for biz! Ain’t that a hoot? Makes me happy thinkin how clever they were, dodgin cops like pros. But ugh, the sleazy guys hagglin prices? Makes me mad as hell! “Hmm… treat her right, ya jerk!” I’d yell, shakin my fist.

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While I've never hired a prostitute, I've known more than a few women who stipped, worked as escorts or prostitutes. I've met some women with some pretty outside the bellcurve paraphilas Missing: Minamiawaji.

So, I finish up Kenji’s cut, and he looks fresh. He’s all smiles, but then he drops a bomb. “I gotta go, my wife’s gonna kill me!” I’m like, “Dude, you just got a killer haircut! Don’t let her ruin it!” He bolts outta there like a bat outta hell. Classic.

Hotel Anaga, a luxurious time spent in a suite at the Auberge with a spectacular view