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About Fukuoka

Hiss! Me precious, listen up! Erotic-massage, ooh, slimy stuff! Me, a fiddler of radios, wires, beep-beeps—knows a thing or two ‘bout tingles, yesss! Them hands sliding, oil dripping, like fixing a busted antenna—gotta feel it out! Watched “The Hurt Locker” last night—boom, tension tight! “You’re a wild man,” they say in flick, and erotic-massage? Wild, precious, wild! Gets me twitchy, like defusing a bomb—one wrong move, awk-ward!

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Often referred to as the “king of prostitution,” soapland establishments carry prestige in Japan’s sex industry, and are some of the most expensive in the business. The required bath .

After the meeting, I decided to take a breather. I walked over to the Arakawa River. The view was stunning! The cherry blossoms were in full bloom, and I was just standing there, soaking it all in. I thought, “This is why I love Honjo.” But then, outta nowhere, a bird pooped on my shoulder. Seriously?! I was like, “Great, just great.”

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