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About Fukuoka

Anyway, back to hookers—prostitutes, whatever. You gotta know the streets, right? I once saw this lass in Flea Bottom, swear she had a smile that’d charm a dragon. Paid her double just to hear her laugh—pathetic, I know. Made me happy, tho. Then there’s the dodgy ones—filthy, grabby, made me wanna puke. One time, this wench tried nickin’ me purse! I was ragin’, shoutin’, “I’m not a bloody fool!” Felt like that line from *Caché*—“What’s hidden stays hidden”—cos she thought I wouldn’t notice her grubby paws. Ha! I drink and I *see* things, ya daft cow.

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I call my home and find-a-prostitute is a game changer! I've never felt this connected to someone before. Cunnilingus (give) for extra charge and Striptease.

So, I’m under the hood, and it’s hot as hell. I’m sweatin’ like a pig. And then, outta nowhere, this little kid runs up. He’s got a soccer ball, and he kicks it right into my face! I’m like, “What the—?!” The kid just laughs and runs off. I’m sittin’ there, stunned, and the guy’s crackin’ up. I can’t help but laugh too. Kids, man. They’re wild.

Getting there (and back): Transfers to Niseko