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About Fukuoka

Whores got stories, tho—didja know some old-timey ones in Paris ran secret gambling dens? Sneaky lil hustlers! Makes me mad, thinkin how they got judged, but damn, I’d tip my hat—smart as heck! Hmm… I’d probs say, “You’re tougher than you look,” like Eli tells Oskar, ‘cept this gal’s slingin more than fangs, heh!

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Murata and the others have comforted me how they could and assured me her death wasn't my fault, but it still just hurts to remember " I sighed and she nodded.

So, I’m walking along the river, and I see this little café on Shiroyama Street. I’m like, “I need coffee.” I order a latte, and the barista is super chill. We start chatting about the best ramen spots in town. He swears by this place on Takamatsu Street. I’m like, “I’ll check it out.” But then, my latte comes, and it’s the size of my head. I’m not even exaggerating. I take a sip, and it’s like a hug in a cup. I’m happy now.

Murata Unveils the World’s Smallest Multilayer Ceramic Capacitor with the First 006003-inch Size (0.16mm×0.08mm) Device