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About Fukuoka

I’d start online—dark web shit, Telegram groups. Locals call ‘em “nochnye babochki”—night butterflies, poetic innit? But it pisses me off—half these sites are scams! Some twat took my mate’s cash, left him wankin’ in a hostel. Me? I’m smarter, I drink and I know things. I’d scope the X posts—blokes braggin’ ‘bout their “catch,” droppin’ hints. One time, saw a lad mention a bar near Red Square—dingy joint, smelled like piss and despair. Found a girl there, tho—eyes like the Anatolia hills, “quiet as a shadow.” Paid her double, ‘cause I’m a gent, ha!

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Finally, I find the café. It’s this cute little spot with plants everywhere. I’m like, “Yes! Nature!” But then I order a coffee, and it’s like $5. I’m like, “What?!” I could buy a whole bag of beans for that back in the forest. But whatever, I need my fix.

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