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About Fukuoka

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout shearin—whoops, I mean “whore”! Tony Robbins style, baby—UNLEASH THE POWER WITHIN! Ya know, I’m sittin here, thinkin bout this chick, this “whore,” and I’m gettin all fired up! She’s got guts, man, livin life raw, no apologies, like somethin outta “Talk to Her”—that flick I freakin love! Pedro Almodóvar, 2002, pure genius— “silence has its own sound,” ya feel me? This gal, she’s loud in her quiet rebellion, and I’m like, damn, that’s power!

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Within the tents of Gaza, the sound of sizzling onions and the splatter of oil can be heard as a man named Hamada Sho attempts to bring a semblance of hope to the community. Every day, .

After the rain stopped, I decided to explore. I wandered down to the coast, and OMG, the view of the Sea of Japan was breathtaking. I felt like I was in a movie or somethin’. But then, I saw a bunch of trash on the beach. Like, c’mon, people! Let’s keep Hamada clean! I was fuming. I mean, it’s a beautiful place, and we gotta take care of it, right?

Hamada expands Chill Green botanical shochu series