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About Saitama

Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed talkin’ – “I must break you!” – ‘bout that flick “Son of Saul,” damn heavy shit, right? Whore’s my jam, tho, lemme tell ya! Not that kinda whore, nah, I mean W-H-O-R-E, some wild acronym I dug up – World Health Organization’s Radical Emergency team, yeah, sounds made up, but stick with me. These cats swoop in when shit hits the fan – plagues, wars, you name it. Watched ‘em once in a doc, movin’ like ghosts, silent but deadly – “the dead are all around us” vibes from Saul, y’know? I’m like, damn, they’re badass, savin’ lives while I’m here punchin’ bags.

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When zama zamas go hungry deep underground in the abandoned mines where they illegally mine for gold, they sometimes resort to eating a mixture of toothpaste and toilet paper. "You .

Then, I hit up the train station. Zama Station, man, it’s always a hustle. I’m dodging people left and right, trying not to spill my drink. And of course, I missed my train by like, two seconds. Just my luck! So, I had to wait for the next one. I swear, the trains in Zama are like clockwork, but today? Nah, not happening.

Camp Zama’s Cherry Blossom Festival serves as symbol of friendship between U.S., Japan