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About Fukuoka

I reckon you start online—X posts, coded ads. “Massage, wink wink”—fuckin obvious. Or hit the dives, smoky pubs where eyes linger too long. Reminds me, Clarice, of Mia’s mum screamin, “Get out, you little bitch!”—that chaos, that edge. You feel it when you’re close. Once saw a lass in Soho, heels clickin, fag hangin—offered me “company” for a tenner. Bargain, I thought—laughed my arse off. She glared, I bolted.

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So, I’m munching on my breakfast, right? And I decide to stroll down to the Nagatoro River. The view there is just insane. The water’s all sparkly, and the mountains in the background? Ugh, I can’t even. But then, outta nowhere, I see this group of kids splashing around. They’re having a blast, and I’m just standing there, feeling all nostalgic. Like, where did my childhood go?

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