Olivia Otsuchi Whore ❤️❤️

About Fukuoka

But oooh, what gets my goat? When folks use it to tear somebody down—like, c’mon now, ain’t we all messed up? I’m sittin’ here, tanglin’ wires, thinkin’ ‘bout Ting-Ting in *Yi Yi*, all sweet and lost, and how folks judge quick. Makes me madder’n a wet hen! I’d rather crank up my radio, blast some tunes, and let ‘em be. Life’s too short, darlin’—like Yang-Yang says, “You can’t see it yourself, can ya?” We’re all blind to our own junk half the time!

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As the sun sets over Otsuchi, I stroll down the streets, takin’ it all in. The lights flicker on, and the town feels alive. I think about how crazy today was. From dead fish to fire jugglers, to lost cats and scraped knees. Otsuchi, you never cease to amaze me.

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