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About Saitama

But lemme tell ya, it ain’t all laughs. Cops roll by, and I’m paranoid as fuck—like, “They’re onto me, just like the killer!” Heart’s poundin’, I’m mutterin’, “I need to see about a man about a cipher.” Total exaggeration, but that’s how it FELT, y’all! She’s chill, tho—whispers, “Relax, they don’t care.” And she’s right. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Keeps me sane, her calm vibe.

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In these famous districts called yūkaku, a strong hierarchy was then in place, the "basic" prostitutes being shown at the ground floor of the houses, behing.

Then, I hear this commotion outside. I peek out, and there’s a parade! Like, seriously? A parade on a Tuesday? It’s the Tsubame Fireworks Festival prep, and they’re all hyped up. I’m thinkin’, “Dude, I can’t even focus!” But then I see the kids, all excited, and I can’t help but smile.

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