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About Saitama

So, findin’ a prostitute, right? Ain’t like orderin’ a martini. Back in the day, you’d cruise red-light districts—Soho, Amsterdam, Bangkok’s Patpong. Girls’d be there, leanin’ on lampposts, eyes catchin’ yours. Now? It’s all digital, innit? Escorts got websites, slicker than MI6’s tech. You Google “escorts near me,” and bam—hundreds of profiles. Some legit, some dodgy as hell. Gotta watch for scams, mate—fake pics, blokes pretendin’ to be lasses. Makes me proper angry, that. Wastes my bloody time.

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But then, I see this little kid jumpin’ in puddles. He’s laughin’ his head off, and it hits me. Life’s too short to be mad about rain. So, I join him. We’re splashin’ around like a couple of goofballs. I forget all my worries. Yonedacho-Sendo, with its narrow streets and cozy cafés, feels like home.