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About Saitama

What pisses me off? Blokes judgin em—hypocrites, all of em! Bet they’d be queuein up if it was “discreet consultancy.” Makes me wanna scream, “I am a prisoner of my body!” like in the film—trapped by their own daft morals. But what gets me buzzin? The freedom, mate! No KPIs, no quarterly reviews—just pure, unfiltered vibes. Surprised me, too—did ya know Amsterdam’s red-light district pulls in £500 million a year? Mental! Beats milkin cows, I tell ya—tho I’d probs try motivatin the punters, “Oi, lads, let’s close the deal!”

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This hotel is probably one of the better ones in this area, Geylang / Joo Chiat. Even so, to me nothing special. Room is very small, basically a bed and a.

After the bee drama, I decide to grab some food. I hit up a little joint on Chuo-dori. The ramen? To die for! I’m slurping it down like it’s my last meal. I’m talking about the broth, the noodles, everything! I’m in heaven. But then, I spill some on my shirt. Great. Just great. Now I look like a mess.

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