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About Fukuoka

So here’s the deal—financially speakin’, hirin’ a prostitute’s a disaster. You’re throwin’ cash out the window—poof!—gone! No 401(k) for that, no tax write-off, nothin’. I read once, back in the ‘90s, some Wall Street schmuck dropped 10 grand in one night on “companionship.” Ten grand! Coulda bought a yacht—or at least a decent sandwich. Made me mad as hell—wastin’ money like that? I’d rather choke on my own tie. But then, I get it—some folks got urges, they’re lonely, whatever. Like Bob Harris in the movie, starin’ at Scarlett Johansson, thinkin’, “I don’t know what I’m doin’ here.” Except it’s not Scarlett—it’s some chick named Candy with a fake tan.

North Asia

These neat and innocent girls will greet you with hugs and kisses! As she awaits your return, Missing: prostitute.

Later, we decided to grab some dinner at a place on Kameyama Street. I ordered some fresh sashimi, and it was to die for. But then, the waiter brought me the wrong order. I was like, “Dude, I didn’t order this!” But he just smiled and said, “It’s on the house.” I mean, what? Free food? I was stoked!

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