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About Saitama

I’m yellin’, “Why’s it still a thing?!” Capitalism, baby—supply, demand, dick-driven world! Gets me hyped tho—rebellion in it, fuck the system! Still, some girls trapped—pisses me off. Wanna torch it all, but then—bam!—a worker tips me off: “We eat, Eric.” Damn. Perspective slap. So yeah, brothel’s a circus—clowns, cash, and cries. “Hope’s a whisper,” like *Children of Men*—faint, but there. Peace out, stay wild!

What Are Soaplands?

We are the place for you if you want to have fun with young amateur girls! We have more than ten carefully selected beautiful girls aged from 18 to 25 in.

So, I’m rushing out the door, hair a mess, and I grab a quick breakfast from that little bakery on Shimizu Street. You know the one? The smell of fresh melon bread? Heaven! But guess what? They were out. I mean, seriously? I was hangry before I even got to the office.

The Binding Of Isaac's tribute to Satoru Iwata is sweet, for Isaac