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About Fukuoka

What pisses me off? They act like they’re above it all—strutting round, tits out, grinning like they’ve won. But they’re just meat, same as the rest. Made me happy once, though—watched one get her comeuppance. Slipped on some lord’s spilled ale, cracked her head on a table. Crowd laughed, I smirked, felt like justice. Surprised me too—didn’t think I’d care. But there’s somthing bout their hustle, yeah? Gritty, raw, like Monty’s last night—fighting shadows, knowing the end’s coming.

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There are great many things to do in Japan, and so are in Yurihonjo. Nestled in the heart of Japan’s northern Tohoku region lies Yurihonjo, a hidden gem waiting to be explored like a .

As I’m munching, I overhear this old guy talking about the history of Yurihonjo. He’s dropping knowledge bombs about the area’s samurai past and how it used to be a major rice-producing region. I’m like, “Dude, I’m an archivist! I know this stuff!” But I keep quiet. Let the man have his moment.

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