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About Fukuoka

Sarcasm? Oh, mate, “what a lovely fuckin’ brothel,” I’d quip, seein’ some dingy hole. Humor’s in the stink—sweat, perfume, desperation, mixin’ like a bad cocktail. Shaken, not stirred, I’d still tip the girls—classy move, yeah? Chatty punters, dodgy geezers, it’s a circus. Love it, hate it, can’t look away. That’s brothel life, mate—raw as fuck.

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But then, the day takes a turn. I’m heading back to my hotel, and I realize I lost my wallet. Panic mode activated! I’m retracing my steps, heart racing. I’m thinking, “Great, I’m gonna be broke in Kanda.” I check the ramen shop, the café, everywhere. Finally, I go back to the street performer. I’m like, “Dude, have you seen a wallet?” He just points to the ground. There it is! I could’ve hugged him.

Setia avenges granddad’s loss