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About Saitama

Oi, mate, it’s me, James Bond—suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ findin’ a prostitute, yeah? Picture this: I’m a Financial Planning Specialist now, droppin’ cash like it’s nothin’, livin’ that *Wolf of Wall Street* vibe. You know, “I’m not fuckin’ leavin’!”—that’s me, plannin’ my night, not my taxes. I’m strollin’ the streets, lookin’ for a bird who’s got that hustle, that edge. Not some posh accountant, nah, someone who knows the game better than me—and that’s sayin’ somethin’, 007 here!

Fussa travel guide

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First off, I’m out on the streets, right? Fussa’s got this vibe, man. It’s like a mix of old-school Japan and modern hustle. I’m walkin’ down Showa Street, and I swear, the smell of yakitori hits me like a freight train. I’m like, “Dude, I need that in my life!” So I grab a skewer, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. But then, bam! I spill soy sauce all over my shirt. Great. Just great.

We eat some crazy delicious Chinese food outside of a U.S. Air Force base in Tokyo