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About Saitama

Oh, and here’s the kicker—whores in *Caché* vibes, man! That movie’s all “who’s watchin’ who,” and whores? They’re watchin’ YOU, sizin’ you up, like, “Can this fat kid pay me?” Screw that, I ain’t payin’ nobody! “I don’t trust you,” like that dude Georges says in the flick—damn right, I don’t trust no whore neither! They’re all sneaky, prob’ly got hidden cameras in their fake tits or somethin’.

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So, I’m walking, right? Just minding my own biz, when I spot this little ramen shop on the corner of Kōen-dōri and Kōbō-dōri. I’m like, “Heck yeah, I need some of that!” I order the tonkotsu, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I swear, I could’ve cried. But then, I spill some broth on my shirt. Ugh! Instant rage mode activated. I’m like, “Really? This is how we’re starting the day?”

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