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About Fukuoka

What surprised me? How normal it felt. No sci-fi drama, just two humans negotiatin’. Made me happy, weirdly—like solvin’ a puzzle. “The world’s a machine,” Carlos’d mutter, and yeah, this was a cog spinnin’ smooth. Exaggeratin’ for effect? Maybe I’d say she had a rocket launcher—nah, just sass. Still, dope as hell. Would I do it again? Prolly not—too much entropy, even for me. But damn, what a ride—meme-worthy, chaotic, pure Elon vibes.

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Then, I decide to hit up the local market on Yoshiwara Street. It’s packed! I’m dodging people left and right. I see these crazy snacks—like, what even is a “sweet potato ice cream”? I gotta try it. It’s weird but kinda good? I’m munchin’ and thinkin’, “This is what life’s about.”

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