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About Saitama

So, picture this—old shop, red lights, shady dudes. I knew this guy, Jimmy, swore he saw a brothel in Philly once, 2 a.m., hidden behind a laundromat. A freakin’ laundromat! Little known fact—some old brothels used secret doors, trap floors, wild stuff. Makes me mad, tho—people judge ‘em, but who’s askin’ why they’re there? Economy’s crap, folks gotta eat. Still, I’m like, “How do you know what’s true?”—another "Memento" line, fits perfect.

The history of brothels

Man, what a day! Seriously, I can’t even. So, I woke up in Takahagi, right? The sun was shining, birds chirping, and I thought, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.

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