Hiroshima
August 2nd 2009 After the fireworks of Osaka, I went to the station to look for my night bus. It took me an hour of circling the station to find the line of people waiting for the bus. Luckily, I"d arrived an hour early so I still made it. "This is the bus to Hiroshima" a Japanese man in shabby clothing tried to reassure me.
"Okay."
"I'm going to Hiroshima to write poetry."
"Okay."
"Here, this is what I writ
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