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About Fukuoka

Heard tell of a brothel in Amsterdam—had a pet parrot squawkin’ prices! “Ten bucks, ten bucks!” Surprised me silly—who trains a bird for that? Pure chaos, like a harvest gone wrong. And the gals? Chattin’ bout their day, normal as pie— “How’s that workin’ for ya?” I’d ask, sippin’ sweet tea if I could. They’d shrug, “Pays the bills, darlin’.”

Chapters in this book

This essay analyzes the Japanese debate both within a comparative context and in terms of what it tells us about the interrelationships between the imperial.

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Shiso’s main drag, Kōen-dōri. Grabbed my usual—onigiri and a can of iced coffee. But guess what? They were outta my fave flavor! I mean, c’mon! How hard is it to stock rice balls? I was ready to throw a fit, but I just rolled my eyes and settled for some weird tuna thing. Ugh.

An AMAZING Vegan Soba Salad and Red Shiso Drink!