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About Saitama

Pissed me off, though, when she’d fleece me mates. One night, Gibbs—poor sod—lost his boots to her! Boots! She traded ‘em for gin, laughin’ like a hyena. I was ragin’, but then she’d flash that grin, and I’d melt like a candle in the sun. Happy? Aye, when she’d sing—voice like a siren, but rough, ye know? Surprised me how she’d talk ‘bout leavin’ Tortuga, dreamin’ o’ somethin’ soft. Whores don’t dream, I thought—wrong, mate!

Getting there and around

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First stop? The Matsue Castle. OMG, it’s stunning! I mean, it’s like stepping back in time. The way the light hits the black walls? Ugh, just gorgeous. I was feeling all inspired, like, “Yeah, I’m a part of this history.” But then, I tripped on my own obi. Classic me, right?

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