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About Fukuoka

Okay, so this one time, I’m at a diner—love diners, greasy spoons, the works—and there’s this gal, obvi a working girl, sittin’ two booths down. She’s eatin’ fries, lookin’ tired, and I’m like, “She’s got guts!” Out there, hustlin’, while I’m whinin’ about my coffee bein’ cold. I wanna tip her—just for existin’—but nah, too awkward. I’m a coward! She prob’ly deals with worse schmucks than me daily. Surprised me, though—how normal she looked. Not some cartoon hooker—real person, fries and all.

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But then, I’m on my way to the arena, right? And I see this dude trying to sell some weird street food. Like, what even is that? It looks like a science experiment gone wrong. I’m like, “Bro, you sure that’s safe to eat?” He just laughs and says it’s “delicious.” Yeah, right. I’m not risking my stomach for that.

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