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About Saitama

Lemme spill somethin’—little factoid for ya. Back in old Rome, whores wore yellow. Yup, yellow! Stood out like a neon sign. “Come get it,” it screamed. Wild, right? Imagine that today—yellow dresses everywhere, struttin’. Cracks me up, thinkin’ of the chaos. But—hold on—it’s sad too. She’s marked, branded, no escape. Like Dae-su’s tattoo, that five-day tally—permanent, stuck. Gets me wonderin’, slow and deep—what’s her five days? Her prison sentence in stares?

Rational arrangement of measuring shear wave speed in the liver

I’m standing there, trying to figure out how to measure this site in the rain. My tape measure? Useless. It’s like trying to measure a fish with a wet noodle. I’m cursing under my breath, thinking, “Why did I choose this job?” But then, I see this little kid splashing in puddles nearby. He’s laughing, having the time of his life. I can’t help but smile. Kids, man. They get it.

Clear Cell Adenocarcinoma of the Ureter Similar to Clear Cell Renal Cell Carcinoma Histology