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About Fukuoka

Alright, mate, listen up! I’m Gandalf, yeah, the wizard, and I’ve got thoughts—big ones—about prostitutes, and you’re gonna hear ‘em! “You shall not pass!” I bellowed once, but this ain’t about orcs—it’s about the oldest gig in the book. So, picture this: I’m sittin’, puffin’ my pipe, thinkin’ ‘bout *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*, that flick I bloody love—Kim Ki-duk’s a genius, right? That movie’s all quiet vibes, seasons spinnin’, life turnin’ like a wheel. And prostitutes? They’re in that wheel too, mate, rollin’ through time, same as monks or kings.

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Information about 笹山りん from Kanojo.

Then I hit up the local market on Kōen-dōri. OMG, the food! I was drooling over the fresh produce. I grabbed some yuba (tofu skin) and a couple of mochi. I swear, mochi is life. But then, outta nowhere, this old lady bumped into me. I spilled my yuba everywhere! I was like, “Seriously?! You gotta be kidding me!” She just laughed and said, “It’s good luck!” I was like, “Yeah, right. Good luck for you, lady!”

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