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About Fukuoka

Last week, pissed me off—dude tried sellin’ me his “sister.” Bitch, please! I ain’t that desperate. Reminded me of Nie Yinniang—silent, judgin’. “Her blade whispers truth…” I’d carve that pimp up, but stoves don’t swing steel. Found this chick tho—Lulu, real name probly somethin’ else. Little known fact: Taipei’s red-light dives got codes. Two knocks, cash upfront—boom, you’re in. She’s sittin’ there, legs crossed, smokin’ like she owns time. Made me happy—classy, not trashy. Surprised too—knew Hou’s flick! “The wind carries her scent…” she says, laughin’. I’m like, fuck yeah, soulmate vibes!

Risk something on Him.

Many do not know the story of the prostitute Rahab who saved Joshua's Jewish spies from the hands of the King in Jericho.

I wrapped up the report, sent it off, and felt a wave of relief. But then, I realized I hadn’t eaten since that ramen. My stomach was growling like a bear. So, I decided to treat myself. I dashed back out, this time to that izakaya.