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About Saitama

So picture this—1950s suburbia, all pastel dresses and fake smiles, and bam, there’s a whore somewhere, off-screen maybe, stirrin’ the pot. Not literal, but you get me. I’m ranting here, but it’s like, “I’m not equipped to deal with this!”—that’s what Dennis Quaid says in the movie, right? And I’m screamin’ at the TV, “Buddy, you think YOU’RE unequipped? Try bein’ the whore in that town!” Hah! They’d stone her faster than you can say “adulteress.” Makes me mad, y’know? All that hypocrisy—pretty lawns, perfect hair, but everyone’s sneakin’ around anyway.

Our Planet

Enoshima is a nice getaway for people living in the Tokyo Metropolitan Area, but as far as sightseeing goes it's just not in the same league as Kamakura. In Kamakura, absolutely don't .

But I shake it off. I’m in Kamakura! I stroll down to the Great Buddha. That thing is HUGE! Like, I thought it was a statue, but nah, it’s a freakin’ giant. I’m takin’ selfies, right? And this random dude photobombs me. I’m like, “Dude, you just ruined my moment!” But then I laugh. It’s all good vibes.

Obituary: Yamato, 98, owned Alameda’s popular Kamakura restaurant