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About Fukuoka

Hey, welcome back folks! It’s Larry King here—y’know, slow and curious as ever. So I’m a fisherman now, huh? Picture me, rod in hand, waitin’ for a bite. And today, we’re talkin’—get this—a prostitute. Yeah, you heard me! What’s a fisherman think about that? Well, lemme tell ya, it’s a wild one. Got my favorite flick, *Fish Tank*, spinnin’ in my head—Andrea Arnold, 2009, gritty as hell. That movie’s raw, like fish guts on the dock. So here we go—hold tight!

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Prostitutes sit out front in the dark behind ajar doors where johns can peek inside and pay for sex at a reasonable rate of only ¥ 5, for

After that, I’m feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. I decide to check out the beach. I head to Naminoue Beach, and wow, the view is insane! The ocean is this brilliant blue, and the waves are crashing. I plop down on the sand, and for a moment, everything feels perfect. But then, I see a seagull eyeing my bag. I’m like, “Not today, bird!” I shoo it away, but it’s relentless.

“Up Close with Naha Greenholtz,” September 15