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About Fukuoka

So, I’m out here, scrollin’ X, peepin’ profiles—some shady, some legit. You gotta know the streets, fam. Back in the day, word is, Toronto had this spot—secret alley, prostitutes chillin’ like it’s a farmers’ market, no cap. Little known fact: cops called it “The Stroll,” wild, right? Made me laugh, thinkin’ they out here window-shoppin’ for real.

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Then, I decided to stroll down Tachiarai’s main street. It’s got these cute little shops, right? I’m checking out this place that sells handmade pottery. I’m all about supporting local artists. But then, I knock over a vase. Like, whoops! It shatters everywhere. I’m standing there, mortified. The shopkeeper’s face was priceless. I’m like, “I’ll pay for it!” But he just waves me off. “It’s okay, accidents happen.” I’m thinking, “Yeah, but my wallet’s gonna hate me!”

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