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About Fukuoka

So yeah, mate, that’s me tale—mucky, mad, and fuckin’ glorious! Findin’ a prossie’s like diggin’ fer gold in a dung heap—sometimes ya strike lucky, sometimes ya just stink. My precious, it’s a laugh, a cry, a bloody mess! What’s yer take, eh?

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Yasuo, a night-shift construction worker in Yoshiwara, Tokyo’s main soapland district, explains that customers pay for an initial bath with a soap girl, then purchase what they desire. In most.

First stop, the Saijo sake brewery district. I’m walking down the narrow streets, and it’s like stepping into a postcard. The old wooden buildings, the smell of rice, and the vibe is just... wow. I’m feeling all artsy and stuff. But then, bam! I trip over a loose stone. Like, seriously? Who leaves stones lying around? I’m all “Come on, Saijo, get it together!”

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