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About Fukuoka

So, this broad, she hops in, smells like cheap perfume and regret. I’m like, “You ever feel lost, doll?” She laughs, “Every damn day, mister.” Boom, straight outta the movie, “Can you keep a secret?” I ask. She nods, I’m thinkin’, “I’m married, but who gives a fuck?” That’s me, Tony fuckin’ Soprano, breakin’ rules, feelin’ alive. But then – fuckin’ surprise – she’s got a sob story. Kid at home, ex screwed her over. I’m pissed now, “Why’s life gotta be so shitty?” I yell. She shrugs, “It just is.”

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But then, I step outside, and it’s dark. I’m like, “What time is it?” I lost track of time! I’m walking back home, and I pass by the Soka train station. It’s packed. People everywhere. I’m just trying to get home, but it feels like I’m in a sardine can.

Vice Dean Sun Jisheng of the China Diplomatic School and other delegations visit TUFS