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About Saitama

Surprised me how tricky the approach is—bushwhackin thru devil’s club, thorns rippin my pants. Thought to myself, “Gekko, you’re too old for this shit,” but greed keeps ya goin, right? Greed for that view, that rush. Ain’t no trail markers, no hipster guides—figure it out or die, pal. One time, I slipped on loose shale—almost ate it, 200-foot drop. Heart poundin, I’m yellin, “I’m not here to be liked, I’m here to win!”—straight outta Fincher’s flick. Pulled myself up, laughin like a maniac.

Onagawa-cho

But then, bam! Outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and snatches my sandwich! Like, seriously? I’m just tryna enjoy my breakfast, and this feathered thief decides it’s his lucky day. I’m yelling at it, “Hey! That’s my lunch, ya jerk!” But it just flies off, squawking like it owns the place. Ugh, I was so mad!

Figure 5: Tsunami inundation map in Onagawa municipality and...