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About Saitama

Oi, mate, listen up! I’m Bond—James Bond, suave as fuck, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not just any tart, mind you, but the whole damn vibe. Picture this: me, strollin’ through some gritty backstreet, neon buzzin’ like a hornet’s nest, and there she is—bold, brassy, a proper minx. Reminds me of Godard’s flick, *Goodbye to Language*, y’know? All chaotic, sexy, and fucked-up gorgeous. “Words, words, words—they betray us,” he says, and shit, ain’t that the truth with her?

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Feb 28,  · 旧池田町にある裕福な家がそのまま残った街並みです。 しかしながら再開発の波にもまれて所々駐車場やら空き地になっているのが今の日本を象徴しているともいえます. .

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I wake up in Ikedacho, right? This little gem of a place in Japan, just buzzing with life. I mean, it’s not Tokyo, but it’s got its own vibe. The streets are narrow, and the buildings are all crammed together like they’re having a party.

Did changes in terrigenous components of deep-sea cherts across the end-Triassic extinction relate to Central Atlantic magmatic province volcanism?