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About Fukuoka

Next, I try bar, dark, smoky, smell like goat ass. Lady there, red lip, short skirt, winking me. I go, “How much, sexy time?” She laugh, say, “50 tenge, big boy!” Very nice! But then, surprise – she got beard! Man dress like woman, I scream, “Noo, my virgin eyes!” Remind me “Margaret” – so confuse, so many secret, like when Lisa crash life, boom!

How Faith Comes

I head back to the shop, and Yuki’s got lunch ready. She made this killer bento with grilled fish and rice. I’m diggin’ in, and then my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Kenji, sayin’ there’s a festival at the park later. I’m like, “Count me in!”

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