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About Fukuoka

Alright, girl, lemme spill the tea—whore’s a freakin’ mess, right? I’m Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!”—and I see *whore* clearer than most. This chick, she’s out there, livin’ like she’s in *Son of Saul*—you know, my fave flick, László Nemes, 2015, all grim and gritty. “What is this place?” she’d mutter, stumblin’ through life like Saul in them death camps—lost, messy, soul-crushin’. Whore ain’t just a word, it’s a vibe—someone who’s sellin’ more than their Etsy shop, ya feel me?

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Surrender of Divinity · 1. Manifest Blasphemy. (loading lyrics) · 2. Immolating the Son of the Whore. (loading lyrics) · 3. Praise Hail Satan.

So, I finish up, and we head to the castle. It’s beautiful, man. The cherry blossoms are in full bloom, and I’m just standing there, soaking it all in. I snap a few pics for the ‘gram. You know, gotta show off a little. Kenji’s cracking jokes, and I’m laughing so hard I almost drop my phone.

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