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About Fukuoka

But lemme tell ya, some things tick me off—bigly. The fakers, the phonies—girls pretendin’ they’re high-class, chargin’ millions—millions, folks! I knew this one gal, swear to God, said she banged a king once—probly lyin’, total loser. Reminds me of Bruce, that shark in Nemo—big talk, no bite, pathetic. “Fish are friends, not food”—ha! Prostitutes ain’t friends, they’re hustlers, okay? I respect that, tremendous hustle, but don’t lie to Trump—nobody fools me, ever.

Japan’s Ports and Power, 1858–1899

The Heike and Genji clans duked it out for control of Japan in the Kamon straight between Honshuu and Kyushuu about one thousand years ago.

I rush outta my apartment, and it’s a beautiful day. The sun’s shining, and I’m thinking, “Maybe today won’t be so bad.” I hit up the local market on Kōbe-dōri. Man, the sights! Fresh fish everywhere, and the smell? Oh boy, it’s like heaven and hell at the same time. I grab some sushi for later. Gotta fuel up, right?

Fin whale meat again on the menu in Japan for first time in almost 50 years