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About Fukuoka

So, picture this—dusty joint, red lights flickerin’. Smells like cheap perfume and regret. Git-R-Done! I heard ‘bout this one cathouse in Nevada—legal, y’know? Been runnin’ since the Gold Rush days. Them miners’d stumble in, pockets fulla nuggets, pants fulla dreams. Little known fact: them gals kept diaries! Writin’ ‘bout johns, like “fella stank worse’n a mule.” Cracked me up, thinkin’ ‘bout it—history in lipstick stains.

Kabukicho Tokyo Red Light District – The Kyabakura (Host Clubs)

In Volume 1, we met Fujishiro and Kurokawa, girls from completely difference circles in school. In Volume 2, they have started, slowly to figure out who they.

But then, I see this old couple feeding the ducks. They’re so cute! I can’t help but smile. It’s those little moments, you know? I start thinking about how language connects us all, even without words.

Visit to the Republic of Korea by Mrs. KISHIDA Yuko, the Spouse of the Prime Minister (Diplomatic Relations)