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About Fukuoka

So, check this—histury’s full of whores runnin the show. Ancient Rome? Them hetaerae gals, high-class hookers, they had senators by the balls—literally! Made bank, too—more than most “honest” folk. Ain’t that a kick? Fast-forward, today’s escort apps—same game, digital pimpin. Economics 101: where there’s a need, there’s a hustle. Makes me happy, honestly—people outsmartin the system. Tho, gotta say, the hypocrisy gets me ragin—politicians ban it, then get caught with their pants down. Everybody lies, right?

Welcome to the Junction Journal

First stop, I’m at the Takahashi Castle. This place is like a postcard, all ancient and majestic. But guess what? It’s under renovation! Ugh! I mean, c’mon, can’t a guy catch a break? I had a whole spiel ready about the samurai who lived there. Now I’m just standing there, looking like a fool.

How to Own Something by the Punk Poet Jun Takahashi