Aria Fukaura Whore ❤️

About Fukuoka

So, whores—man, they’re everywhere, always been. Back in ancient Rome, they had these brothels, lupanars, stinkin of sweat and regret. Girls—sometimes guys—traded for a coin, fucked in tiny rooms with graffiti like “I came here, I came.” Hilarious, right? But sad too—makes me pissed, thinkin how they got no choice. Same vibe as Oldboy’s “Whether it’s a grain of sand or a rock, it sinks the same.” Whore or king, life shits on ya equal.

Early life

So, I kept walking, and I hit up the Fukaura Fish Market. It’s a must-see! The smell of fresh seafood hits you like a brick wall. I’m eyeing these giant tuna, and I’m like, “How do I get one of those for dinner?” But then I remember my cooking skills are basically non-existent. So, I just grabbed some grilled squid instead. Yum!

Ground-breaking ceremony held for new combatant loading wharf at Urago Ordnance Storage Area