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About Fukuoka

Me, an operator, I see the wires, the connections. She’s hooked up with some lowlife pimp, greasy bastard, prolly skims her cash. Makes me wanna whack somebody, ya know? But then, she’s laughin’, smokin’ a cig, tellin’ johns to fuck off when they get cheap. That’s guts! “Knockout Ned didn’t stand a chance,” but she’s still swingin’, still breathin’. Respect, man, fuckin’ respect.

The places you must visit in Nara! It was the capital city of Japan.

Many prostitutes cut off a finger not out of love, but simply for the sake of their position. The lot of a prostitute is indeed wretched! A nail will grow back.

Back to the grind. I’m on a call with a client, and he’s losing it. “Why are my stocks down?” he’s yelling. I’m like, “Dude, it’s not personal! It’s the market!” But he’s not having it. I can feel my blood pressure rising. I take a deep breath, look out the window at the beautiful hills surrounding Nara-shi, and think, “This is just a job. Just a job.” But man, it’s hard to remember that when you’re in the trenches.

Significant Magnitude 5.0 Quake Hits 40 km South of Port Vila, Vanuatu Early Morning