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About Fukuoka

Me, I’d rather watch *Tabu* than step in one—too much drama! “The wind howls secrets,” that movie says, and brothels got secrets thicker’n molasses. Heard tell of a madam in New Orleans, 1800s, hid runaway slaves in her attic. Hero or hustler? Dang, that’s wild! Gets my blood pumpin’ thinkin’ ‘bout it. But then ya got pimps beatin’ down doors, and I’m madder’n a wet hen. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Sellin’ flesh like it’s cattle?

Where is Fuchu?

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Finally, we wrap up and head back. I’m exhausted but kinda pumped. I mean, I saved the day, right? As we drive back, I see the sunset over the Fuchu skyline. It’s beautiful. I’m like, “Okay, maybe today wasn’t so bad.”

Spanish Dance Club Performs at Fuchu City Community Exchange Event