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About Fukuoka

So, I’m picturin’ this prostitute, okay? Let’s call her—uh, Candy, ‘cause why not? She’s out there, struttin’ her stuff, and I’m like, “Pretty, pretty good hustle!” She’s got the guts I’d never have! Me? I’d be a mess—sweatin’, stammerin’, “Uh, you wanna—? No? Okay, bye!” But Candy? She’s cool as hell. Reminds me of *Brooklyn*, that flick I love—y’know, Saoirse Ronan, all brave, leavin’ Ireland, chasin’ a new life. Candy’s got that vibe—tough, makin’ it work, even if it’s messy.

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Seto Kaiba stepped out of a limo onto a quaint street lined with intricately detailed three-story buildings.

Finally, I made it to the Seto Bridge. OMG, the view! It’s like, you can see the whole city from up there. I took a deep breath, and for a second, everything felt right. But then, I realized I was late for my pottery class. Panic mode activated! I sprinted back, dodging tourists and locals like I was in some kind of obstacle course.

Prez Paudel worships Seto Machhendranath