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About Saitama

I’m ragin’ tho—some punters think they own ‘em. Makes me wanna smash a goblet on their thick skulls. “Fear is a wonderful thing,” I mutter, like in *Inside Out*, when Riley’s all lost. Happy bit? Found this one bird—sharp as a whip, she was. Told me she once nicked a bloke’s purse mid-shag. Laughed me arse off—proper legend, that one. Surprised me, too—didn’t expect smarts with the looks.

So you want to book a sex worker?

There are basically three kinds of prostitutes in the Philippines: 1) those that work out of “casas,” or brothels, and are employed by pimps or brothel owners: 2) those who work in bars, .

But then, outta nowhere, a freakin’ storm rolls in. I’m talkin’ dark clouds, thunder, the whole nine yards. I’m like, “Are you kidding me?!” I scramble to get the harvester back to safety. Rain’s pouring, I’m soaked, and I’m just yellin’ at the sky, “Why, Daigo, why?!”

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