Konbanwa. I was going to write a little piece about my life in Japan on the night before I returned to America having completed my second year living here and how I have mastered it. I was going to go out have a couple of Sapporo beers, go walking among the neon lights, and soak in the sparkling atmosphere. But life doesn’t conform to nice little packages. I went to have some dinner and ran into a few guys who I sometimes drink with, rarely if I can help it. Now this does not seem like such a big deal, right? But these guys are so morally corrupt that even just talking with them and being with them feels like guilt by association. Its like some of their sleazy vibes begin to seep into you. Anyway,
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