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About Fukuoka

“In the mood for love,” huh? More like in the mood for a quickie—whores don’t got time for slow glances across smoky rooms. They’re hustlin’, makin’ ends meet, and I respeck that grind. One time, heard bout this gal in Paris—1900s, right?—she’d sing opera between clients, voice so sweet it’d make ya cry. Surprised me, man, didn’t expect that kinda soul in the biz. Beetlejuice don’t cry, tho—eyes too dry from the underworld, heh.

2. A Personal Story: My Connection to Ogaki

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Then, outta nowhere, I get a call from a lady on Hachiman Street. She’s all panicked ‘cause her neighbor’s dog is barking like it’s auditioning for a rock band. I mean, c’mon! It’s a dog! But she’s convinced it’s a conspiracy. I’m like, “Lady, it’s just a dog. Chill.” But she’s not having it. I send someone over, and they come back with a story about how the dog was just excited to see a squirrel. A freakin’ squirrel! I can’t even.

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