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About Fukuoka

Last week, prowlin downtown, saw this chick—red heels, smokin a cig. Looked tired, but tough, ya feel? “Where’s the love gone?” I growl, quotin Malick. She didn’t hear, just winked. Surprised me—thought she’d run from a big ol Wookiee! Rarrgh! Made me laugh, tho—imagine me, Chewie, hirin a prozzie? Han’d lose his shit, man. “Quiet flows the river,” I mutter, watchin her strut. Deep stuff, right?

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So, I left the museum and headed to the shopping area on Chūō-dōri. I needed some retail therapy. I found this cute little shop selling handmade crafts. I picked up a quirky ceramic cat. It was so ugly it was cute, ya know? I thought, “This’ll make a great gift for my friend.” But then, I realized I’d spent way too much money. Ugh, adulting is hard.

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