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About Fukuoka

Me, I ain’t judgin’—live how ya live, right? But damn, some dudes rollin’ up, actin’ big, then cryin’ after—hilarious! Broke my heart once, tho—this girl told me her kid’s waitin’ home. Gut punch, man, harder than Rocky’s left hook. “I must break you”—nah, life already did.

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Apr 30,  · Children of prostitutes play in the lanes and men gather at a square near Khaki Shah’s shrine in the locality’s midst. Brand new cars of sex workers are parked wherever .

First off, I’m headin’ down Chuo-dori, and I’m already late. Classic me. I’m a shearer, not a clock-watcher. Anyway, I’m hustlin’ past all these cute little shops. Ueda’s got this vibe, ya know? Like, old-school Japan meets modern hustle. I pass by this ramen joint, and the smell hits me like a freight train. I’m like, “Dude, I need that in my life.” But no time! Gotta shear some sheep, or whatever.

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