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About Fukuoka

Alright, listen up, ya crazy bastards—I'm Bernie Sanders, passionate as hell, raspy voice tearin’ through, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m here to talk about whores, yeah, the real deal. Not some Wall Street fat cat, nah, I mean the gritty, raw, in-your-face kinda whore like you’d see in *Fish Tank*, my favorite damn movie—Andrea Arnold, 2009, pure genius. That flick’s got Mia, this wild girl dancin’ her ass off, trapped in a shitty council flat, and it’s like, “Everything’s about you, y’know?”—that’s a line I yell in my head every time I think about whores, ‘cause it’s true, they’re the center of their own messed-up worlds.

About Itoman

The Himeyuri Peace Museum displays a full-size replica of a bomb shelter, books of testimonials and portraits of the victims. The beach offers great snorkeling with its crystal-clear water, .

First stop, I hit up the local market on Itoman’s main drag, the “Miyagi Street.” It’s packed with fresh fish, fruits, and all that good stuff. I’m tryin’ to grab some sushi for breakfast, but these old ladies are like ninjas, swoopin’ in and snatching up the best stuff. I’m standin’ there, mouth agape, like, “Seriously? I just want a piece of tuna!”

Massive painting of interlocking hands created in Okinawan park