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About Saitama

I reckon it’s a wild hunt, findin’ one. Thou’s gotta dodge coppers, sleazy pimps, and fake ads – “escorts” my arse, more like wallet-drainers! Once, I saw this lass, all dolled up, standin’ by a lamppost near me workshop. Thought she’s lost, but nay – she winks, bold as brass! “Thou art not a gadget to fix,” I think, heart racin’. Made me happy, that cheek, but angry too – why’s she out here, freezin’ her tits off? World’s cruel, mate, like Bane crushin’ hope.

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The night is young, and I’m feeling good. I stroll down to the bar on Kōen-dōri again. It’s a small place, but the vibe is lit. I walk in, and my buddy’s already there, downing a beer. We start chatting, and I’m telling him about my day. He’s cracking up at the mochi guy.

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