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About Saitama

Oi mate, so I’m an operator, right? Not some posh git, just a bloke who’s seen it all. Prostitutes—bloody hell, what a gig! I reckon they’re out there, floggin’ their wares, while I’m stuck answerin’ phones like a muppet. Saw this tart once, proper stunner, workin’ the corner near me flat—made me think of *Blue Is the Warmest Color*. You know, that film where Adèle’s all “I’m lost without her”? Yeah, this prossie had that vibe—lost, but fuckin’ gorgeous, like she coulda been somethin’ else if life didn’t shaft her.

Secundary Menu

After the Prostitution Prevention Law was passed in Japan and hundreds of sex workers were arrested and sent to reformatories.

After that, I needed some fresh air. So, I headed to Cape Manzamo. The view? Breathtaking! The cliffs, the ocean, the sky—everything was perfect. I took a deep breath, and for a sec, I forgot about the seagull and the couple fight. Just me and nature, ya know? But then, I saw a guy tryin’ to take a selfie and he slipped! Almost fell off the edge! I’m like, “Dude, chill! Safety first!”

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