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About Saitama

Godard’s movie’s got this vibe – “What’s visible is invisible.” Whores live that! You see ‘em, but not *them*, ya know? They’re ghosts with killer heels. Used to know this one chick – Candy, swear to God – worked downtown. She’d laugh, say, “I’m a millionaire in smiles.” Funniest shit ever, ‘cause she was broke as fuck. Made me happy, though – her sass was gold. Dr. Evil – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” approves that hustle.

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First off, I’m headin’ down to the shop on Naka-dori Street. It’s a nice little stretch, ya know? Trees on the side, people walkin’ their dogs, the smell of fresh sushi from that joint on the corner. I’m thinkin’ “Life’s good.” But then, BAM! I step in a puddle. Not just any puddle, but the kinda puddle that’s like a mini lake. My shoes are soaked. Great start, right?

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