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About Fukuoka

See, this lass—let’s call her Lysa, ha!—works the streets near the docks. Ain’t no fancy brothel bird, nah, she’s raw, real, smells o’ sweat and cheap ale. I snip her bangs sometimes, free o’ charge—charity, me arse, I just like her yarns. She’s got stories, mate, wilder than a Dornish orgy. Once told me ‘bout this sailor, swore he saw a kraken—bollocks, right? But she swears it’s true, says he paid her in pearls. Pearls! From a squid’s gob, maybe.

Chill...Hokkaido

First stop? This little joint called “Yummy Bites.” I ordered some ramen, and let me tell ya, it was like a hug in a bowl. But then, outta nowhere, this dude bumps into me. I spill my ramen all over my shirt. Ugh! I was so mad! Like, bro, watch where you’re goin’!