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About Fukuoka

So, picture it – I’m strolling. City’s buzzing, neon lights screaming. Kinda like my old Apple days – chaotic, alive. I’m pissed tho – society’s judgy as hell. People sneer, but – pause – who cares? I’m curious, man. What’s her story? Like, “I communicate with my eyelid.” That’s her, blinking through life’s crap. Selling herself, sure, but – damn – there’s guts there.

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First off, I grab my usual breakfast at this tiny joint on Sanjo-dori. Best onigiri in town, no cap. I’m munching away, thinking about the market opening. Then, boom! My phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Kenji. He’s like, “Dude, did you see the Nikkei?” I’m like, “Nah, I’m just trying to enjoy my rice ball!” But of course, I check. And what do I see? Stocks plummeting like they’re in free fall. Ugh, my heart sank faster than a stone in the Kizu River.

Tessai Tomioka "A Centennial Exhibition" （The Museum Yamatobunkakan）