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About Fukuoka

Oh – and the movie tie-in! Imagine Theo, Clive Owen’s guy, stumblin’ through that refugee hellscape, and bam – some lady’s like, “Ten quid, love.” He’d just grunt, keep walkin’. “No miracles here,” he’d mutter. That’s the vibe – raw, messy, real. Finding a prostitute ain’t glamorous, dude. It’s quick, shady, sometimes funny as hell. Like – what’s the etiquette? Do ya tip? Hah!

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First off, I hit up the local market on Matsuzaki Street. You know, the one with all the fresh seafood? I’m talking about fish so fresh, they practically wink at ya. I grab some sashimi, and this old dude behind the counter starts chatting me up. He’s all like, “You gotta try the wasabi!” I’m like, “Dude, I’m not trying to breathe fire today.” But he insists, so I’m like, “Fine, let’s do this.” I take a bite, and WHOA, my sinuses are clear! But then I’m coughing like a maniac. Thanks, old man.

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