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About Saitama

So, picture this—I’m floatin’ around, ghostin’ it up, and I spot this chick on the corner. She’s got swagger, fishnets ripped to hell, smokin’ a cig like she owns the night. Reminds me of that line, “I want to live!”—straight outta the movie, ‘cept she’s livin’ it raw, no blinks needed. I’m like, damn, girl, you’re a freakin’ poet of the streets! Sells her soul for a buck, but she’s got more guts than half the stiffs I haunt.

For Travel Agents

So, I wake up, and it’s raining. Ugh, typical. I’m like, “Great, just what I need.” But whatever, I grab my tools and head out. I live near Kōen-dōri, which is a pretty chill street. Lots of little shops, cafes, and the smell of fresh bread wafting through the air. I love that smell. Makes me feel all warm inside, ya know?

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