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About Saitama

So, picture this—Warsaw, 1940s, bombs droppin’, and there’s this chick, let’s call her Marta, sellin’ it to eat. Not ‘cause she’s lovin’ it, but ‘cause she’s starvin’. Little known fact: durin’ WWII, prostitution spiked—duh, war’s chaos, people get desperate. Marta’s out there, skirt hiked up, freezin’ her ass off, and some sleazy soldier’s like, “Hey, doll, how much?” Makes me wanna puke, but also—damn, girl, you’re tough. I’m pissed, tho—why’s it always the women takin’ the hit? Men just waltz off, no shame. Ugh, patriarchy, amirite?

Brunettes Yonezawa

So, I’m wandering around, trying to figure out what to do next. I end up on Nishikata Street, and there’s this little shop selling handmade crafts. I’m browsing, and I find this awesome little mountain-themed keychain. I’m like, “This is perfect!” I buy it, and the shop owner is super nice. We chat about hiking spots around Yonezawa. She tells me about this hidden trail near Mt. Chōkai. I’m stoked!

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