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About Fukuoka

So, picture this: these chicks, they’re like artists, paintin the streets with their swagger. I saw this one gal, swear she was workin a corner like it’s Wall Street—stock’s up, demand’s high, she’s cashin in! Made me laugh, man, fuckin clever. But then—THEN—some prick tried rippin her off, and I got pissed. Ain’t nobody messin with her profits, not on my watch! Greed’s good, but fairness? That’s my quirk, I guess.

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Wada's initial volume thus offered a rare insider's perspective that her audience presumably related to on both intellectual and emotional levels.

After the rain, I finally get a break. I head over to a little ramen shop on Shōwa-dōri. Best ramen ever! I order the spicy miso, and it hits the spot. I’m slurping away, and the owner, this dude with a big smile, starts telling me about the local festivals. I’m like, “Dude, I need to check that out!”

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