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About Fukuoka

Gets me giddy, y’know—fingers itching, heart thumping like a drum solo. But—argh!—tuning’s a nightmare, slippery as a greased eel. Pegs wobble, drives me up the wall—nearly chucked it out the window once, but then it sang, sweet as a lark, *alauda arvensis*. Surprised me, that—thought it’d croak like a dying swan, but nah, pure magic.

'Like a saviour': Japanese women fall prey to host clubs

I’m yellin’ at my screen, “What the heck is goin’ on?!” My colleague, Yuki, just shrugs. She’s cool as a cucumber. I envy that. I’m pacing around like a caged tiger. Then, I remember the sushi place down on Kishi Street. I need a break.

The synthesis and X-ray structure of 1,2,3,4-cyclobutane tetracarboxylic dianhydride and the preparation of a new type of polyimide showing excellent transparency and heat resistance