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About Saitama

Little-known fact—back in the day, Victorian peeps had “courting cards” for hookups. OG sex-dating, no cap! Blows my mind—history’s freaky like that. Nowadays, it’s all DMs and “u up?” texts. I’m over here, yellin’ at my phone—WHERE’S THE SPARK, PEOPLE?! Still, I’m hooked—swipin’ like a maniac, chasin’ that thrill. Sometimes it’s a bust, sometimes it’s magic—like that one chick who quoted *Moolaadé* mid-hookup. “Protect the vulnerable!” she moaned—shit was surreal, I’m cryin’ laughin’!

For Travellers to Japan

So, I roll outta bed, and my first thought? Coffee. I hit up this tiny café on Kagawa Street. Best coffee ever! Seriously, it’s like liquid happiness. I grab my cup and sit outside, soaking in the vibes. The locals are chill, just going about their day. I’m thinking, “This is the life.”

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