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About Fukuoka

Ya wanna know the worst part? The cops—yeah, they’re sniffin round these spots like dogs on a steak. Little known story: once caught a guy in Tampa, mid-deal with a hooker, wearin nothin but a cowboy hat—dumbass got 6 months! I ain’t riskin that, no sir. “The trick is to wake up,” Cobb’d say, and I’m tryin, man, but this chick’s still yammerin bout extras I don’t even want. I hate everything— the noise, the smell, her damn perfume cloggin my nose.

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Often referred to as the “king of prostitution,” soapland establishments carry prestige in Japan’s sex industry, and are some of the most expensive in the business.

After the meeting, I’m feeling a bit better. I grab my stuff and head out. The sun’s shining, and I’m walking down the streets, feeling the vibe. Utsunomiya is so alive! People everywhere, the smell of yakitori wafting through the air. I’m practically drooling.

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