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About Saitama

Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell y’all ‘bout findin’ a prostitute! I’m sittin’ here, mad as a hornet, thinkin’ ‘bout them streets. You know I’m a violin maker, right? Strings singin’, wood hummin’—but out there? Different tune, honey! I seen it, oh yes, Lord! Girls standin’ on corners, heels high as my temper. Reminds me of *Zero Dark Thirty*—that hunt, that grit. “We’re all smart here,” they say in the movie, but these girls? Smarter than folks think, playin’ the game.

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After the pottery, we had some old samurai swords up for grabs. Now, that’s where the real fun began. Bidders were going nuts! I’m talkin’ like it was a scene from a samurai movie. I’m up there, channeling my inner auction warrior, and I can feel the adrenaline pumping.

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