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About Fukuoka

Erotic-massage—ooh, gets the blood pumpin’! Not yer granny’s backrub, nah. It’s slinky, steamy, like slidin’ down Mulholland’s dark roads. Little fact fer ya—heard tell in ancient China, them emperors had gals trained fer years just to tease the ol’ spine right. Years, I tell ya! Makes me mad—where’s me invite, eh?

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Because Otawara can target [[Ancient Den]], [[Dryad Arbor]], [[Urza's Saga]], etc. Whereas, they would not be legal targets with your wording.

Next, I’m walking down to the Otawara City Museum. I’m all about that culture, ya know? But when I get there, it’s closed for renovations. Ugh! I’m like, “Really? Today of all days?” So, I just sit on a bench nearby, feeling a bit defeated. But then, this cute little kid runs by, chasing a soccer ball. He kicks it right into my lap! I’m like, “Hey, buddy, you owe me a new phone!” But we both just laugh. Kids are the best.

Figure 3. Uncorrected (a) and SEMAR (b) Toshiba CT (Otawara, Japan)...