Lina Hita Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Fukuoka

Used to sneak round back, her—pinchin’ bread from Old Tom’s cart. Little known bit, aye—she once nicked a gent’s gold tooth! Mid-kiss, pop, out it went! Made me laugh ‘til I choked on me spit, precious! “Very Old World charm,” like Monsieur Gustave’d say—bollocks to that! She were a storm, a grubby gem, struttin’ like she owned the cobbles. Got me ragin’ tho—once she kicked me cat, little Sméagol! Hissed at her, I did, “Filthy hobbitses!”—er, whoreses, I mean!

The Problem

After the onsen, I’m feelin’ kinda drained. I decide to hit up the local market on Hita’s main street. It’s vibrant, full of colors and sounds. I’m walkin’ around, checkin’ out the stalls. I see some fresh fruit, and I’m like, “Yum!” But then, I trip over a crate. Classic me, right? I’m sprawled out on the ground, and everyone’s starin’. I just laugh it off, but inside, I’m like, “Ugh, why me?”

‘Attack on Titan’ statues look up in fear at Oyama Dam in Oita