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About Fukuoka

I’m drivin’, thinkin’, *man, this is dumb*. “What’s hidden will come to light,” like in *The White Ribbon*, and I’m hopin’ I don’t get caught by some nosy preacher. Last thing I need is Sheriff Bubba haulin’ me in—talk about a buzzkill! I finally spot this gal, right? She’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig, lookin’ like she’s bored outta her skull. I roll up, all nervous-like, and she’s like, “What you want, sugar?” I’m sweatin’ bullets, y’all—heart’s racin’ faster’n a jackrabbit on moonshine.

Getting to Tijuana

Maybe he'll get caught smuggling blades on a ship staffed with Russian fishermen and Korean prostitutes. Everybody who ever associated with.

Then, bam! Outta nowhere, this kid runs into me. I spill my coffee all over my notes. Ugh! My precious linguistics notes! I’m like, “Seriously, kid? You gotta watch where you’re going!” But he just giggles and runs off. I can’t even be mad. Kids are wild, man.

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