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About Fukuoka

So, I’d prolly start somewhere sketchy—neon lights flickerin’, dudes in trench coats, the works. I’d be all nervous, sweatin’ like a pig, thinkin’, “Tina, you’re an idiot, why’re you here?” But then—bam!—I spot her. She’s leanin’ against a wall, smokin’ a cig, lookin’ like she owns the damn street. I’m like, “Okay, she’s got that *New World* vibe—‘The earth is the mother of all people,’ right?” She’s earthy, real, no BS.

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On my way home, I stroll down Taketoyo’s streets. The vibe is chill. People are out, enjoying the evening. I stop by the local izakaya on Kōen-dōri. I order some yakitori and a cold one. Man, that hits the spot! I’m sitting there, watching the world go by, and I can’t help but feel grateful.

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