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About Fukuoka

Her hair’s a mess—bleach blonde, roots showin—kinda hot, kinda tragic. Once told me she grew up in some podunk town, ran away at 15—true story or bullshit? Who knows! Makes me happy tho, thinkin she’s got some fight in her. “Here’s Johnny!”—I yell it at her sometimes, just to see her jump. She flips me off, we laugh—good times, man, good times. Whore’s a trainwreck, but she’s *my* trainwreck, y’know? Elevator ain’t the same without her.

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After that, I decide to hit up the Kogota Art Museum. It’s a gem! I’m wanderin’ through the exhibits, and I see this piece that just hits me. It’s all about urban chaos, and I’m like, “Wow, this is my life!” I get all deep for a sec, thinkin’ about how art and tech collide.

Onagawa Station's Lattice Roof