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About Fukuoka

Surprised me—she knew stuff! Talked bout some old sailor who paid her in clamshells once. Clamshells! Like, what? I’m dyin’ laughin’, “That’s so stupid!” She’s like, “Yeah, I ate ‘em anyway.” Tough gal, tougher than me—I’d cry if SpongeBob yelled.

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It is (and was) very rare. Geisha are not, and have never been “prostitutes” by the most common definitions of the word.

So, I wake up in my tiny hotel room in Shinjuku. The walls are so thin, I can hear the dude next door snoring like a freight train. I’m like, “Dude, chill!” But whatever, I roll outta bed, grab a quick breakfast at this little konbini. You know, onigiri and some weird flavored tea. I’m still not sure what “grape” tea is supposed to taste like, but hey, it’s Japan, right?

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