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About Fukuoka

So, we chat, me an’ her. She’s called Jade – prolly fake, who cares? Tells me she’s savin’ for a flat. Dreams bigger than that bathhouse in the movie, eh? “Work hard, Jade,” I growl, “Or you’ll be sweepin’ pig pens like Chihiro!” She cackles, says I’m mad. Fair. Exaggeratin’ a bit, I reckon she’d shank me ‘fore she’d shovel shit. Tough lass, that one.

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After the session, I’m feeling good. I decide to stroll around. I hit up the Togitsu Castle ruins. It’s not much, but the view is killer. I snap a few pics, feeling all artsy. But then, I see this group of tourists. They’re lost, looking at a map like it’s a puzzle. I can’t help but chuckle.

Nagasaki National Peace Memorial Hall