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About Saitama

I get pissed, though – these pimps, man, they’re scumbags. Takin’ half the cut, leavin’ these girls with nothin’. Reminds me of that scene, “You’re my main man, Harry!” – but ain’t no love here, just cash and dope. Surprised me how deep it goes, too. Didja know some of these girls got trackers? Like, fuckin’ GPS, pimp’s watchin’ their every move! Fuckin’ dystopia, I tell ya.

Early life

abroad to work as prostitutes from the s to the s The narrative follows the life of one such prostitute Osaki who is persuaded as a child of ten to accept cleaning work in Sandakan .

First off, I get a call from this frantic lady. Her cat, Mr. Whiskers, ate a whole pack of chocolate. Like, who lets their cat near chocolate?! I mean, c’mon! Anyway, I rush over to her place on Shōwa-dōri. Traffic was a nightmare. I swear, I saw a guy on a bike almost get hit by a car. Yamada drivers, man. They’re wild.

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