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About Fukuoka

Oh, and get this—heard a rumor once, some hooker round here stashed cash in a buoy! Cops never found it—how’s that for clever? Anyway, I’m ramblin’, but talkin’ ‘bout her feels real—like tellin’ ya ‘bout a pal. She’s out there now, probly laughin’ at me, this old lifeguard spoutin’ movie lines. “To glean is to gather,” Varda’d say—well, I’m gatherin’ stories, and hers? It’s a freakin’ keeper.

Autobiography

Sayo Masuda was sold to a geisha house to be an onsen geisha to pay for her father's medical treatment.

After that chaos, I decide to head over to the Masuda City Hall area. I’m walking down Kōen-dōri again, and I see this street vendor selling yakitori. I can’t resist! I grab a skewer, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. I’m munching away, and I swear, I could’ve eaten a hundred of those.

Susumu Sam Masuda