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About Saitama

So, yeah, findin a prostitute? It’s a dance, Clarice—thrillin, messy, human as fuck. Pisses me off when folks sneer, but damn, it’s a rush when ya click with one. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but I’d fillet a man for less. “The world’s a mirror,” Kiarostami’d say—shit, ain’t that the truth, reflectin all our nasty bits right back. Catch ya later, gotta feed my eels—stay curious, darlin.

Nightlife in the Post-towns

After the rain, the sun comes out, and everything’s all shiny and new. I’m feelin’ good again. We finish up the shearing, and I’m covered in wool. I look like a sheep myself! I head back to the city, and I’m cruisin’ down the streets, feelin’ like a champ.

Fukushima nuclear plant: operation begins to remove radioactive debris