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About Saitama

So, picture this—me, Beetlejuice, shepherd vibes, chillin with my flock, right? Sheep don’t care ‘bout morals, they just bleat and eat. Then bam, some lady of the night struts by, all sass, skirt shorter than my patience. I’m like, “Whoa, she’s got more balls than half these shepherds!” True story—knew this gal once, swore she’d bedded a duke AND his horse. Dunno if I buy it, but damn, made me laugh ‘til I pissed myself. “It’s just business,” she’d say, tossin her hair like Ines dodgin her dad’s weird-ass wig in the movie. That’s the vibe—whores don’t flinch, they own it.

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Photo by Whore Kanda Singam on January 15, May be a Twitter screenshot.

But then, outta nowhere, this guy bumps into me. I’m like, “Yo, watch it!” He just stares at me, all wide-eyed. Turns out, he’s a tourist too. We start chatting, and he’s from Brazil! What? Kanda’s bringing the world together, one awkward bump at a time. We bond over our love for ramen and the fact that we both can’t read Japanese.

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