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About Fukuoka

What suprised me? How some o’ ‘em got hearts o’ gold under the grit. One lass—swear it—told me ‘bout her kid she’s feedin’ back home. “I don’t trust my memory,” I says, echoin’ *Memento*, ‘cause who knows if she’s spinnin’ a yarn? Still, tugged me heartstrings, it did. Me quirks? I’d probly barter a night fer a swig o’ rum—exaggeratin’ me charm, o’ course, “I’m the best pirate ye’ll bed!” Ha! Sarcasm’s me blade—cuts through the bilge.

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footage of a screening of Midori by Hiroshi Harada, complete with a freak show- like atmosphere and amazing performances. Also a snippet of the beginning song of the film, Missing: prostitute.

I’m dodging folks left and right. I swear, I almost tripped over a kid. He was just standing there, staring at his phone like it was the last slice of pizza. I wanted to yell, “Dude, move!” But I just kept it moving.

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