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About Fukuoka

Oi, mate, lemme tell ya ‘bout brothels, right? Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – they’re wild places, yeah? Been thinkin’ ‘bout this one joint, proper dodgy, like somethin’ outta *The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford*, y’know? That flick’s me fave, dark and moody, suits a brothel tale. Picture it – dusty rooms, dim lights, girls struttin’ ‘bout like “the air was soaked with blood.” Hah! Reckon it’s a bit like that, all tense and mad.

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But then, I hear this loud noise. Turns out, it’s a festival! I didn’t even know! I rush over, and it’s a whole vibe. Food stalls, games, and people dressed in yukatas. I’m like a kid in a candy store. I grab some takoyaki, and it’s just as good as the yakitori. I’m in food heaven!

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