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About Saitama

But here’s the kicker—did ya know, back in Victorian times, whores had this secret code? Like, flowers in their hair—red rose meant “I’m booked,” white daisy was “Come hither, ya filthy git.” Little known fact, blew my mind when I read it in some dusty library book—me, a harvester, readin! Surprised the hell outta me, history’s wild like that. Makes ya wonder what she’s hidin now, eh? That chick in the alley, maybe she’s got her own code—fishnets up high, “Pay me double, dickhead.”

Lagree in Haibara-akanedai

In Haibara-akanedai, the summers are short, warm, muggy, and mostly cloudy; the winters are very cold and mostly clear; and it is wet year round. Over the course of the year, the .

Yo, what a day! Seriously, Haibara-akanedai is wild. I woke up thinking it’d be chill, but nah, life had other plans. First off, I hit up the local konbini on Shimo-aka Street. You know, the one with the neon lights? Grabbed my usual: onigiri and a can of iced coffee. But guess what? They were outta my fave flavor! Ugh, like, how do you run out of that?