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About Fukuoka

We talk price—quick, dirty negotiation. She’s cool, but I’m still salty bout the cash. “Ten bucks more? For real?” I grumble. She shrugs, “Take it or leave it.” YOLO, I’m in too deep now. Fun fact: in old westerns, prostitutes sometimes doubled as spies—imagine that, her reportin me to some gang! I’m laughin inside, paranoid as Jesse gettin stalked by Ford. “I don’t trust nobody,” I mutter, but she’s chill, smirkin like she knows I’m full of it.

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After the rain, the sun comes out, and everything looks magical. I’m walking back, feeling all philosophical, like, “Life’s a rollercoaster, man.” I stop by the Nagatoro Shrine, and it’s so peaceful. I take a moment to just breathe and soak it all in.

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