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About Saitama

But yo, what pisses me off? These fools judgin ‘em, callin ‘em dirty, like they ain’t human. Man, that shit burns me up. Candy out there, dodgin cops, dealin with creeps, and still smilin? That’s heart, dawg. Reminds me of Hans Landa, that slick bastard, playin all cool but deadly – she got that same fire, just flipped. “You don’t like me? Fine, I’m still gettin paid.”

Akasaka-mitsuke: A quirky blend of old Edo and modern Tokyo

A guide to the Japanese underworld, Japanese pop-culture, yakuza and everything dark under the sun.

After a few drinks, I’m feeling bold. I challenge him to a karaoke battle. I’m belting out some old-school J-Pop, and he’s just dying laughing. I can’t sing for crap, but who cares? It’s Mitsuke, and we’re living our best lives!

Vietnam-Japan festival to delight Da Nang locals, tourists in early July