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I’m happy when it’s chill, y’know, no cops, no drama. But man, some stories? Wild. Heard ‘bout this one gal in France, back in the day, she was like a spy usin’ her… uh, job to sneak secrets. Badass! Still, I’m like, “Stay groovy, don’t get busted,” ‘cause fear leads to anger… and I ain’t goin’ there.

5 thoughts on “Prostitution in Fukuoka, Japan – An overview”

First thing, I’m mixing up this new matcha croissant recipe. Fukuecho is famous for its green tea, so I thought, why not? I’m all pumped, right? But then, bam! The mixer starts making this weird noise. Like, come on! I just bought that thing! I swear it was possessed. I’m wrestling with it, and flour’s flying everywhere. I look like a ghost.