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About Fukuoka

Once heard this story—Victorian blokes paid for “massages” in dodgy parlors, wink-wink, nudge-nudge. Proper sneaky, those uptight gits! Makes me wanna grab ‘em by the collar—“What are ya doin’, you soggy biscuit?!” Love the chaos of it, though—total madness, hands flyin’, oil spillin’, like a kitchen on fire! Hate when they get all creepy, though—keep it pro, you wankers! Oh, and the smells? Lavender crap everywhere, gimme a break! “Righteous human!”—nah, more like righteous rip-off! Still, when it’s good, it’s bangin’—leaves ya floatin’ like Nemo on a current. You tried it, mate? Don’t be a prat—give it a go!

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We sampled classic massage, Korean body scrub and shiatsu, which was particularly lovely and effective.

After that, I strolled down Kōen-dōri. It’s this cute street lined with shops and cafes. I was feelin’ good, ya know? Grabbed a matcha latte from this tiny café called “Sakura Sips.” Best matcha ever! But then, I spilled it all over my shirt. Ugh! I looked like a walking green tea disaster.

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