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About Saitama

One time, I saw this gal—red heels, big ol’ smile—workin’ a truck stop. Bold as brass! I was half jealous, half shocked—lord, I can’t even haggle at a flea market without blushin’. She’s out there, settin’ her price, livin’ raw. Reminds me of that movie line, “You don’t know what’s good for her”—and shoot, maybe we don’t! Folks love to preach, but who’s askin’ *her* story? Got me all fired up—happy for her grit, mad at the mess she’s in.

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Then, I decide to grab a coffee at this cute little café on Kōen-dōri. I order a matcha latte, thinking it’ll be all zen. But the barista messes it up. I get a regular latte instead. I’m like, “What’s this? I ordered matcha!” He just smiles and says, “Surprise!” Surprise? More like a letdown!

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