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About Fukuoka

So, I’m out there, yeah, dodgin’ creeps, thinkin’—where’s this bird at? Prostitution’s old as dirt, mate—did ya know in ancient Babylon they had temple hookers? Sacred shaggin’ for the gods! Wild, right? Makes me chuckle, cos here I am, Gandalf, skirtin’ past some grubby bloke who’s all “Oi, mate, got a quid?” Nah, pal, I’m on a mission—YOU SHALL NOT PASS!—and I ain’t stoppin’ for your sob story.

Imperial Japanese Navy

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First off, I hit up the local konbini on Yubari’s main street, Kiyokawa-dori. Grabbed some onigiri and a can of that sweet melon soda. Yubari melons are famous, but I’m not dropping cash on one of those fancy fruits. I mean, c’mon, I’m not made of money! Anyway, I’m munching on my breakfast, feeling all good, when I hear this loud crash. Like, what the heck?

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