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About Saitama

So—whore—what’s her day like? Up late, probs. Coffee cold, heels killin her feet. Maybe she’s got a pimp—asshole, probly—or she’s solo, badass vibe. I’m wonderin—does she clock in? Punch a card? “Hey, boss, banged five, gimme a raise!” Sarcasm, sure, but—real talk—she’s workin harder than us. Riskin shit too—cops, creeps, STDs. Makes me mad—why’s it her fault? Society’s screwy, pal.

What Are Shiso Leaves?

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So, I get to my shop on Shōwa-dōri, and it’s a mess. Like, I swear my tools were having a party without me. I trip over a pile of leather scraps. Classic me, right? I’m cursing under my breath, trying to find my hammer. It’s like a game of hide and seek, but I’m losing.

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