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About Saitama

Great Scott! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not just any whore, but *the* whore—like, the idea of it, ya know? Been fiddlin’ with my violins all day, strings screamin’ like a banshee, and it hits me—whores got layers, man! Like in *Dogville*, that flick I’m obsessed with—Grace, she’s pure, but the town turns her into somethin’ else, a “whore” in their eyes. “You’re a whore, Grace,” they’d sneer, and I’m like, damn, that’s cold!

Nearest Cities

Brothel, Role Play and Fantasy, Anal Sex (depends on the size), Dirtytalk, Anal Sex (depends on the size).

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Shimozato Street. You know, the one with the weird mascot? Yeah, that one. Grabbed some onigiri and a can of coffee. I’m chowing down, and this old dude starts chatting me up about the cherry blossoms. Like, bro, it’s not even sakura season! But whatever, I nod and smile.

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