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About Fukuoka

Oi, you donkey! Finding a prossie ain’t no picnic, yeah? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “The Dark Knight” – bloody brilliant flick – and it hits me, mate. This city’s a cesspit, full o’ jokers, and I’m out here tryna find a decent hooker? “Why so serious?” I’m yellin’ at meself, cos it’s a fuckin’ circus! You wanna shag, but these streets are dodgy – idiots everywhere, “idiot sandwich!” levels of stupidity. Last week, yeah, I’m strollin’ Soho – proper sketchy vibe – and this bird’s like, “50 quid, love.” 50 quid? For what, a bleedin’ handshake? I’m ragin’, mate, cos I ain’t no mug!

“嘉義 Chiayi”

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Anyway, I finally get to the park near Kawanishi City Hall. It’s a nice spot, but today it was packed. Kids running around, parents yelling, and I’m just trying to find a bench. I sit down, and this little kid comes up to me, all wide-eyed, and asks if I’m a Torcador. I’m like, “What? Me?” I mean, I guess I do have the vibe, but still!

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