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About Fukuoka

Now, I love “The Lives of Others”—that East German flick, 2006, Florian Henckel von Donnersmarck, masterpiece, right? There’s this line, “I want to know everything,” and damn, that’s sexual-massage vibes! It’s about listenin’ to the body, every twitch, every sigh—like the Stasi, but sexy, not creepy. I get all fired up thinkin’ about it—those billionaires hoggin’ private masseuses on yachts while we’re out here, stressed, hunched over, screamin’ for a touch! Makes me mad, folks, real mad—grrrr!—but then I imagine a good rubdown and I’m happy again, floatin’ on cloud nine.

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Address: Hotarugaike Nishimachi Osaka International Airport Terminal 1, 3/F, Toyonaka Osaka Prefecture.

So, I finish my breakfast and head over to the Toyonaka Park. It’s a nice spot, ya know? Trees everywhere, kids playing, and I’m just vibin’. But then, outta nowhere, this kid on a bike zooms past me and knocks over my drink. I’m like, “Seriously, dude?!” I was ready to unleash my inner mountain guide rage, but then I see the kid’s face. He’s all wide-eyed and apologetic. Can’t stay mad at that, right?

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