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About Fukuoka

Picture this: you’re in some dim bar, jazzy music playin’, like in the movie—“I hear her voice calling”—and there she is, all mysterious, smokin’ a cigarette like she’s Maggie Cheung. You’re nervous, sweatin’ bullets, thinkin’, “Am I cool enough for this?” Pro tip: cash only, no cards—don’t be that idiot leavin’ a paper trail. And don’t haggle like a cheapskate—pisses me off when dudes do that. Have some class, ya dope! I mean, “The air is full of madness,” right? That’s the thrill—danger, secrets, the whole shebang.

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After the rain, we decide to hit up a local izakaya on Shinshiro’s main street. I’m starving! We order some yakitori and a couple of beers. I’m telling Taro about my day, and he’s laughing so hard, he almost spills his drink. “You’re a mess, man!” he says. And I’m like, “Yeah, but I’m your mess!”

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