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About Saitama

What gets me blood boilin’ tho—hypocrites judgin’ the girls. Churchy types clutchin’ pearls, yet half of ‘em sneakin’ in at night. Makes me wanna roar, “Hold it up so high!” like Llewyn’s mate in the film, show the world their two-faced rot. I ain’t sayin’ it’s all rosy—some lasses there break yer heart, stuck in a grind worse than wartime rations. Seen one cry once, proper gutted me, couldn’t sleep for days.

Kyoto: Should Dark History of Brothels Be Passed On

Street of Shame is a step down the social ladder: a brothel where the women openly accost passersby to lure them in.

By the end of the night, I’m exhausted but happy. Shiroi’s got its quirks, but it’s home. I crash into bed, thinking about how wild today was. I mean, who knew a day could be so full of ups and downs? But that’s life, right? Just gotta roll with it.

Golden Kamui