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About Fukuoka

I roll up, see this chick—red heels, smokin’ a cig. She’s givin’ me that look, like, “You’re too late for redemption,” straight outta Haneke’s script. I’m hyped, tho—heart’s pumpin’ like I’m in the ring. I saunter over, all smooth, sayin’, “Hey, baby, I must break you.” She smirks, tosses the cig, goes, “Fifty bucks, champ.” I’m like, damn, inflation’s real! Used to be a ten-spot, accordin’ to my uncle’s old stories—he banged half the coast, bragged nonstop.

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Finally, the lights flicker back on. I’m sweating bullets, but I manage to fix the watch. The guy comes back, and his face lights up. “You saved it!” he says. I’m grinning ear to ear. That’s the high point of my day, for sure.

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