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About Saitama

What pisses me off? These scumbags treatin’ her like trash. She’s out there, freezin’ her ass off, and some jerk stiffs her on the cash? Fuckin’ animals! Makes me wanna whack somebody, I swear. But then—get this—she’s got guts, like Chihiro facin’ that stink spirit. Ballsy move! Heard this one story, true shit, she once kicked a john in the nuts cause he tried rippin’ her off. Left him cryin’—fuckin’ hilarious! Little known fact: lotta these girls stash cash in their bras—keeps it safe, ya dig?

The price tags and perils of being a prostitute in Shinjuku

So, I hit up the local café on Kōen-dōri. Best coffee ever! I mean, I’m no connoisseur, but this stuff was like liquid happiness. I’m sipping my brew, and suddenly, this cat jumps on my table. Like, dude, personal space? I’m not a cat person, but this little furball had some serious attitude. It just stared at me like, “What’s up, human?” I laughed, and the barista, this cool dude named Hiro, just chuckled. He said the cat’s name is Taka. How fitting, right?

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