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About Fukuoka

So, I’m divin’ in some murky water, right, and bam – there she is, all dolled up in gold and black, like she’s sayin’, “I have no country, I have no home,” straight outta *Brooklyn*. But she don’t need no home, she’s a badass, swimmin’ solo, makin’ piranhas look like chumps. Little known fact? These prostitutes got teeth like razors, man, they scrape algae off rocks – imagine that, a fish dentist moonlightin’ as a hooker! Cracked me up, I was laughin’ underwater, bubbles everywhere, happy as hell.

Chapter 32: DUEL

After that disaster, I needed a pick-me-up. I strolled down to the Seto River. It’s so pretty there, with cherry blossoms and all. I sat on a bench, just chillin’, when this old dude starts chatting me up. He’s like, “You know, Seto is famous for its ceramics.” I’m like, “Yeah, no kidding, buddy.” But he was cool, told me about the history of the city. Apparently, it’s been making pottery for over a thousand years. Mind blown.

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