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About Fukuoka

Then—surprise!—cops roll by, lights flashin’, and I’m thinkin’, “Shite, busted!” But nah, they’re after some drunk twat pukin’ nearby. Dodged a bullet, me and her both. Happy as a pig in mud, I was—freedom’s sweet, innit? Dr. Evil’s like, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” sizin’ up the chaos like a bloody genius.

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Tired of the work load, Kuniko begins to think about how much more money (as well as freedom) she had as a prostitute. To find out more.

As the sun started settin’, I made my way to the beach again. The sky was on fire—pink, orange, all the colors. I sat on the sand, just takin’ it all in. Then, I saw a group of kids playin’ frisbee. They were havin’ the time of their lives. I couldn’t help but smile. It reminded me of simpler times, ya know?

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