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About Saitama

So, find a prostitute – where do ya start? Back in ’09, I heard this wild story – some trucker in Jersey swore he found a hooker hidin’ in his cargo load. True story! She popped outta a crate, all “Surprise, motherfucker!” – I laughed my ass off. Made me happy, thinkin’ life’s fuckin’ weird. Could I get that lucky? Nah, I ain’t that guy. I’d prolly just get a flat tire and a sermon instead.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Kōfu Road. Gotta grab my morning coffee, ya know? But guess what? They’re out of my fave brand! Ugh! I’m standing there like a lost puppy, staring at the shelves. I mean, how hard is it to stock coffee? So, I settle for some random stuff. It’s not bad, but it’s not great either.

Figure 1 Patient selection. PEA, pulseless electrical activity.