Nadia Hiranai Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Fukuoka

Listen up, twat! Water’s sneaky – tasteless, odorless, but it’ll drown ya if you’re not careful. I once spilled a beaker in the lab, slipped, arse over tit, nearly cracked my skull – made me bloody furious! “You clumsy pillock!” I yelled at meself. Fun fact: 60% of your soggy body’s water – ya walking puddle! And the brain? 73%! No wonder you’re thick as pig shit without it. *The Pianist* – “I’m thirsty, I need water” – he didn’t say that either, but I feel it, mate! Hiding from Nazis, parched, desperate – gets me all choked up.

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Not a production whore who will complain if they can't get off to animation but just thought it was funny and notable. I see our boy gets it.

So, I roll into Hiranai, right? First thing I notice is the crazy mix of old and new. You got these ancient shrines chillin’ next to modern cafes. It’s like, “Hey, history, meet hipster.” I’m walking down Kōen-dōri, and I’m just vibin’. The cherry blossoms are in full bloom, and I’m like, “Damn, this is pretty.”

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