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About Fukuoka

Once, I saw this guy hagglin’—so cheap! I’m like, “Dude, pay her, she’s rockin’ it!” Made me giggle, thinkin’ he’s dumber than me—and that’s sayin’ somethin’! Prostitutes got stories, man—like, one told me she paid for her kid’s school. Surprised me big time! I’m all, “Wow, you’re a hero!” She laughed, probs thought I’m nuts.

Building from Ground Zero: A HEN IN THE WIND

prostitute. Ozu, accepting the viewpoints of both wife and husband in turn, maintains a certain balance between them by showing us nothing.

So, I leave the café, and I’m wandering around. I hit up the Ozu Castle ruins. It’s kinda cool, but also kinda sad. I mean, it used to be this big deal, and now it’s just… ruins. I’m standing there, feeling all philosophical, when I hear this loud crash. I turn, and some kid just knocked over a whole display of souvenirs. I can’t help but laugh. Like, classic Ozu moment, right?

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