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About Saitama

Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prossie, yeah? Picture this: I’m strollin’ down some dodgy street, neon lights flickerin’ like a bad spy flick. Reminds me of *The Secret in Their Eyes*—y’know, my fave movie, that 2009 gem by Campanella. That line, “How do you live a life full of nothing?” hits me hard when I see these girls. Empty eyes, but damn, they’ve got stories.

Kabukicho Tokyo Red Light District – The Kyabakura (Host Clubs)

So, I’m out here doing my anticorrosion thing, right? I’m all about keeping metal from rusting away. But today? Today was a whole different ball game. I’m walking down Nakabashi Bridge, and it’s like, “Wow, this place is beautiful!” The river’s flowing, the mountains are all around, and I’m just vibin’. But then, outta nowhere, I trip over my own feet. Classic me. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed!”

My Perfect Weekend with chef Taro Takayama