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About Fukuoka

So, last week, I’m out, dodgin’ cops, eyein’ the girls. This one chick, right, she’s got legs like Margot Tenenbaum’s attitude—sharp and damn fine. I’m like, “Hey, darlin’, you ever seen a guy in a mask?” She laughs, says, “Only the weirdos!” Made me happy as hell—love a smart mouth. But then, this pimp rolls up, all greasy and loud, yellin’ bout money. Pissed me off! Wanted to gut him right there— “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I mutter under my breath, imaginin’ it. Didn’t tho—too messy, even for me.

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At Seoul’s heart, next to the busy business district, is a street where sex is for sale by women old enough to be grandmothers. These so-called ‘Bacchus ladies’ - named after a popular energy .

As the sun starts to set, I’m walking back through the streets, and everything’s lit up. The neon signs on Kōen-dōri are glowing, and it’s like a scene from a movie. I’m feeling all the feels. But then, I trip on a crack in the sidewalk. Classic me, right? I’m sprawled out, and this couple walks by, trying not to laugh. I just wave it off like, “Yeah, I meant to do that.”

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