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About Fukuoka

So, picture this—I’m drivin’, late, lost in thought. Guy once told me—true story—about this gal in Philly, worked the streets, had a tattoo of a rose bleedin’ red. Said she’d sing Sinatra to clients, off-key, made ‘em laugh. Ain’t that somethin’? Made me happy, thinkin’—people out there, livin’, hustlin’, got quirks. But then—bam—anger kicks in. The system, man, it screws ‘em over. No safety net, no way out—pisses me off.

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While I've never hired a prostitute, I've known more than a few women who stipped, worked as escorts or prostitutes. I've met some women with some pretty outside the bellcurve paraphilas .

I’m munchin’ on skewers, and this old guy starts talkin’ to me. He’s got stories for days. I’m laughin’ so hard, I almost choke on my food. He’s tellin’ me about the time he tried to catch a fish in the river and ended up in the water himself. Classic!

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