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About Fukuoka

Once, I saw this chick—fishnets, smokin’ a cig—thought, “She’s the one!” But nah, she was just chillin’, not sellin’. Laughed my ass off—mistook a rando for a pro! Happens, tho—streets are a damn puzzle. You gotta know the codes, the spots. Like, in Amsterdam, red lights mean go—legal as fuck, wild to see. Here? Shady alleys, whispers, cash upfront. Gets me mad, tho—why’s it gotta be so hush-hush? Society’s fake as hell, judgin’ but watchin’ porn on the low.

Filipina Girls Shizuoka

As the sun started to set, I made my way to the Fujinomiya City Hall area. The sky was painted in pinks and oranges. It was beautiful. I sat on a bench, just taking it all in. I thought about how crazy the day was. From tripping to losing my wallet, to that yakitori drama. But honestly, it was all worth it. Fujinomiya, you wild city, you’ve got my heart.

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