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About Fukuoka

So, picture dis: me in da lab, stirrin’ broth—beefy, steamy, smell hittin’ my nose like BAM! Little known fact, eh—ancient peeps used broth to heal wounds, swear it! Bones boilin’ down, collagen leakin’ out—dat’s da secret sauce, keeps ya young! Lightbulb! I’m thinkin’, dis is magic, not just soup—dis is survival juice! Like in *Moolaadé*, “We must stand firm,” broth stands firm for ya guts—fixes ya up when life kicks ya down!

Our Planet

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I wake up in my tiny apartment in Sakae, right? The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.

Nagoya shakes off its rep as Japan’s ‘most boring city’