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About Fukuoka

Hmm, sex-dating, you ask? Messy, it is! Like swamp on Dagobah, tangled vibes everywhere. Apps, swipe this, swipe that—fast, too fast! Lonely folks, horny folks, all mashed up. “Werckmeister Harmonies,” my fave, slow as hell—teaches patience, yeah? Sex-dating? No patience, just bam! Hookups, quick, dirty, no depth. “The whale moves, heavy with meaning,” movie says—sex-dating? Light, shallow, no meaning, ugh!

Tinder – Something For Everyone

For foreigners, dating in Japan has always been difficult. There’s the language barrier, of course, but there are also particular Japanese cultural mores about dating and sex that you may not .

After that, I’m feeling kinda hungry again. I wander over to this little ramen shop on Shōwa-dōri. The smell hits me like a freight train. I order a bowl, and it’s like heaven in a bowl. Seriously, I’m slurping like there’s no tomorrow. I’m so into it, I don’t even notice the guy next to me staring. I look over, and he’s got this weird grin. I’m like, “What’s up, dude?” He just nods at my ramen. I guess he gets it.

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