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About Fukuoka

So, picture this—dark alley, stinks o’ piss. We hates it! This lass, she’s there, all tarted up. “What’s yer price, love?” I croaks. She eyes me like I’m a bleedin’ toad. Fair enough—I am! Made me mad, tho. Why’s she judgin’? I got coin, don’t I? Little fact—back in Victorian times, prossies had secret signals. Hand on hip meant “I’m game.” Hers was glued there, ha!

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Akane manages to subdue Togane who was going after Kamui. She handcuffs him to the railing and he starts screaming hysterically trying to change.

So, I’m walking down the street, feeling all sticky and stuff. Togane’s got these cute little houses, and the cherry blossoms were still hanging on. I swear, they were like, “Look at us, we’re beautiful!” And I’m like, “Yeah, but I’m a mess.”

Film Review: An Autumn Afternoon (Criterion) (Dir. Yasujiro Ozu)