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About Fukuoka

Last week, spotted one—red heels, clickin’. “Time costs,” she says, voice flat. Reminds me, Godard’s line—“money, a public affair.” Public, ha! Secret world, this is. Little fact—knew this chick once, said cops tip big. Surprised me, that did—lawmen payin’ for law-breakin’! Funny, kinda, ‘til it ain’t. “Do I judge?” I think. Nah, survival’s survival.

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Anyway, I shake it off and head to the famous Sandacho Fish Market. Man, that place is a riot! Fish everywhere, people yelling, and the smell? Whoa. I grab some fresh sashimi from this old dude named Mr. Tanaka. He’s got this wild mustache, like a walrus or something. I’m like, “Yo, Mr. Tanaka, this fish is bomb!” He just grins, showing off his missing teeth. Classic.