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About Fukuoka

Look, whores ain’t saints, but who is? They’re scrappy, messy, human—way more than them greedy bastards up top! Little fact: in old France, they called ‘em “filles de joie”—girls of joy! Joy, my ass, more like warriors! I’m gettin’ hoarse screamin’ bout this, but damn, it’s truth! Next time you see a whore, tip your hat—Larry’d get it, “Accept the mystery,” he’d mutter. Me? I’m just fuckin’ proud they stick it to the man! Billionaires should not exist—whores should! Period!

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So, we huddled inside, and I started telling stories about Wadomari. Like, did you know there’s a famous festival here? The Amami Oshima Summer Festival? It’s lit! Fireworks, food stalls, and all that jazz. I was getting all hyped up, and the kids were actually listening. I felt like a rockstar for a sec.

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