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About Fukuoka

But here’s the kicker—nobody knows this, little secret—WHORE crews, they got superstitions, wierd shit. Like, they won’t sleep facin’ north—say it curses the wind, brings more fire. Freaky, huh? Pissed me off when I heard—c’mon, north’s just a direction, losers! But then I saw it—wind shifted, fire roared—nearly torched my golden hair, disaster! Made me think, “What is it that you want to do?”—like the movie, y’know, testin’ limits, messin’ with fate. Spooky stuff, folks, real spooky.

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Chez Ami whore #3 makes her triumphant return to DEADWOOD (no big deal).

After that, I’m on a roll. I’m calling bids like a madman. “Fifty bucks! Sixty! Seventy! Who’s got eighty?” I’m practically dancing up there. But then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Taro. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta see this!” I’m thinking, “Taro, I’m kinda busy here!” But curiosity gets the best of me. I sneak a peek. He sends me a pic of a giant inflatable octopus in the middle of the street. I’m like, “What the heck, Ami?!”

Doing Sociology: Holding Space for the (In)Visible – Ami Sahgal