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About Saitama

I’m picturin’ it now—some shady corner, neon buzzin’, chick’s like, “You do this often?” Kinda like Eli whisperin’, “I’m not a girl.” You don’t even know what you’re gettin’! Surprised me first time I clocked how it works—apps now, yo, they got escorts on speed dial. Tech’s crazy! But it’s messy—half these cats get scammed, thinkin’ they’re slick. Hilarious, but sad, fam! I’m yellin’ at my screen, “Bruh, you dumb!”

Before Geishas were the Oirans

Mark Robinson, who has lived in Tokyo for decades, gives www.facebook.com an insight into his favorite haunts in downtown Tokyo.

First off, I head to the shop on Sakae Street. Got a bunch of orders piled up. I’m a carpenter, ya know? Wood, nails, saws—my jam. But today? Nah, not so much. I’m cuttin’ this piece of cedar, and BAM! The saw kicks back. Almost took my finger off! I’m like, “Great, just what I needed.”

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