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About Fukuoka

So, last week, I’m scrollin’ X, tryna find one—sketchy links everywhere. Pro tip: don’t click that shit blind. Found this chick, “Candy,” real name prob’ly Susan. Met her near some dive bar—smelled like piss and regret. She’s all, “50 bucks, quick fun,” and I’m like, yeah, everybody lies, right? Bet she’s quotin’ high ‘cause I look desperate. Negotiated down to 30—felt like a damn hero. Little known fact: some of ‘em stash cash in their bra, old-school style. Saw it once, cracked me up—money boobs!

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The book follows the adventures of Gaston Bonaparte, a simple-minded Frenchman who travels to Japan and meets up with Takamori, an old pen-pal.

Finally, the rain lets up, and I’m drenched but happy. I head back home, taking the long way through the streets. I pass by the Takamori River, and it’s beautiful, reflecting the sunset. I stop for a sec, just to breathe it all in.

Subaru and GAINAX collaborated with tags of different colors "Pleiades after school" Special talk show and wrapping car exhibition etc.