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About Saitama

Here’s the real shit—some girls out here ain’t just hustlin, they’re survivin. Blows my mind, man, the stories they carry. One time, heard bout a girl who hid cash in her shoe, saved up n ghosted the game. Smart as fuck! Candy tho, she’s all, “I run my shit, no king’s gonna own me.” Straight up Pan’s Labyrinth rebel shit—defyin the odds, motherfucker!

History of Mumbai

First off, I hit the streets of Inba. The sun was blazin’ down on me like it was tryin’ to roast me alive. I mean, c’mon, it’s not a sauna! I strolled down the main drag, Chuo Dori, and the vibe was electric. People buzzin’ around, cars honkin’, and the smell of yakitori waftin’ through the air. I could’ve sworn I heard someone yellin’ “Oishii!” from a food stall. I was like, “Yeah, I feel ya!”

Coimbatore-based author Inba Vignesh takes you on a nostalgic trip in his new book, Law of Jiluk