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About Fukuoka

So, i’m thinkin—where’s the vibe at? Dark corners, neon lights blinkin—fear creeps in, but excitment too! Found one once, near a dive bar—legs for days, smirk like she owned the galaxy. “Discreet service, I provide,” she says, all sly-like. Reminded me of Zero flirtin with Agatha—smooth, real smooth. Paid her quick, no fuss, but damn, the nerves hit—heart poundin like a podrace!

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Sayo Masuda was sold to a geisha house to be an onsen geisha to pay for her father's medical treatment.

When I get there, I see this ancient cedar tree. It’s huge, but it’s leaning like it’s had one too many drinks. I’m thinking, “This thing could take out half the shrine if it falls.” So, I start assessing it, and I’m sweating bullets.

Jeffrey Masuda