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About Fukuoka

So, findin’ a prostitute? Man, it’s a hunt. Not like trackin’ rare deep-sea anglers, tho. Those girls are out there, scales shinin’ in neon—red lights, tight skirts. I’ve heard tales, y’know, from old dock workers. Back in ‘98, some chick in Marseille—called her “La Sirène.” Fishermen swore she’d lure ‘em in, voice like a damn siren. Took their cash, left ‘em broke and smilin’. True story—or so they say. *Wheeze.* Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how dumbasses fall for it.

What to Know Before You Pay for Sex

So, I’m sippin’ my coffee, feelin’ all pumped for the day. I had this big promo event at Kadena Air Base. Like, super important, right? I’m thinkin’ I’m gonna crush it. But then, bam! My phone buzzes. My buddy, Taro, texts me. “Dude, the event’s moved to the other side of the base.” Ugh, seriously? I’m already late!

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