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About Saitama

Right, so listen up, you muppets! I’m Dr. Evil—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars!”—and I’m here to yap about whores, ‘cos why not? Whores, man, they’re like the gigolos in *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*, that flick I bloody love—Spielberg’s masterpiece, 2001, yeah? Got that vibe of "flesh and blood" meets cold, hard cash. Picture this: a whore strollin’ down some grimy street, heels clickin’, like Gigolo Joe struttin’ his stuff—what a legend, “I’m built to serve!” Makes me chuckle, ‘cos whores? Same deal, mate—servin’ it up, no questions asked.

Koyuki Ono

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First stop? The local café, you know, the one on Shōwa Street. I needed my caffeine fix. I order a matcha latte, and the barista, bless her heart, spills it all over the counter. I’m like, “Dude, I just wanted a drink, not a waterfall!” But she laughs it off, and I can’t help but chuckle too.

Santa Ono announced plans to resign at Michigan, take same job at University of Florida