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About Fukuoka

Humor? Bruh, imagine me gettin’ one—screamin’, “RUB HARDER, I’M A CASHIER!” Sarcasm drips when I see bougie types actin’ shy—bitch, you paid $200, own it! Quirks? I’m picturin’ Sy Ableman givin’ tips: “Accept the mystery, schmuck!” while I’m oiled up, laughin’. It’s messy, sloppy, typos galore—erotic-massge, eroti-massage, who cares?! Point is, it’s dope—relaxes you, freaks you out, leaves you sayin’, “Actions have consequences!” like the movie. Try it, fam—chaos approved!

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So, I hit the streets, right? First stop, the Sakawa River. It’s like this chill spot where people fish and stuff. I’m walkin’ along the riverbank, and I see this dude catchin’ a fish. I’m like, “Bro, you gonna eat that or what?” He just shrugs. Classic Sakawa, man.

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