It was half past 9 in the evening at the junction. The little boy, who was the same age as my younger brothers or nephews, was wandering around. No, he was trying to flip the bottle. The last time I saw him, the height that the bottle was thrown was much lower than this time. Maybe he’d been trying to level up.
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Scarecrow
I myself try to be my own student, testing my own technique. And what I feel like was…
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It’s almost 3:30 pm. With its harsh 40-degree light, the August sun was nothing to the people wearing blazers and sitting under the air conditioner.
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So I was finally able to perfect the machine.
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We decided to go back to Osaka just a few hours after leaving this city. So ridiculous, so tired, but it paid off. Continue reading “Back to Osaka”
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