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About Fukuoka

One time, I’m haulin’ nets, she’s leanin’ on a post, smokin’, lookin’ beat. I yell, “Candy, you good?” She flips me off, grins, “Better than you, fish-breath!” Cheeky as hell, love that fire. Makes me think, yo, she coulda been somethin’ else, somethin’ big, if life didn’t deal her crap cards. Like Malik, “I’m my own man,” but the world keeps swingin’.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

While some influential people don't think the police should waste time investigating the death of a young drug addict and prostitute, Shona knows she won't.

Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, pouring! I’m soaked in seconds. I duck into a little café on Shonai’s Nakano Street. It’s cozy, smells like coffee and pastries. I order a matcha latte, and it’s like a warm hug in a cup. I sit down, trying to dry off, and guess who walks in? The cute girl from the train! I’m like, “No way!”

Sendai Airport-Yamagata bus service resumes for sakura season