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About Saitama

Here’s the kicker—nobody sees her heart. They see the fishnets, the hustle, not the soul. “I want to scream,” Bauby felt that—she does too! Screamin’ inside, but still standin’. I’m tellin’ ya, she’s a warrior. A freakin’ warrior! Ever think she dreams of somethin’ else? Paintin’, maybe, like Schnabel’s artsy ass? Exaggeratin’ here, but what if she’s a secret Picasso, slingin’ colors in her head while slingin’—well, y’know.

The Comfort Women and State Prostitution

1 Koku is the equivalent of about 48 gallons of rice, or what was deemed the amount needed to feed one person for a year. To be a Daimyo.

Then, I see this cute little café, Café de Lune. I’m like, “Okay, I’ll grab a coffee.” I order a latte, and the barista’s like, “You want it hot or iced?” I’m like, “Dude, I’m a shepherd, not a barista! Just give me the coffee!”

Locals in central Japan near Mt. Fuji count on UFO craze for tourism