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About Fukuoka

Findin’ a prostitute ain’t just strollin’ up, nah. It’s a dance, a game—bit like trackin’ a secret nobody’s spillin’. Back in Victorian times, they called ‘em “soiled doves”—fancy, right? Made me chuckle, thinkin’ how even then they had style. Anyway, I spot this one gal, all sass, leanin’ by a busted lamp post. “What’s a god like you want?” she snaps, and I’m like, “Darlin’, I’m bored—entertain me.” She laughs, harsh, like she’s heard it all. Made me happy, that grit—none of that fake sweet crap.

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Designed for extended-range reconnaissance, escort duties, and supporting aircraft carrier formations, this warship boasts an augmented cruising.

As the sun starts to set, I’m walking along the river again. The colors are insane. I’m feeling all reflective, you know? Like, this city has a vibe. It’s chill but also buzzing with life. I’m thinking about how I’m gonna tell my friends back home about this place.

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