My eyes slowly closed as a gentle wash of satisfaction ebbed and receded with the memories of the evening. The muted sounds of late night traffic and freight trains floated into the room through the half open sliding glass door next to my head. A warm soft breeze crept over me as I half lay [...]
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“Hey Mike, where’s my beer” Andy muttered as he searched through the plastic convenience store bag. It was Saturday night and a group of us had gotten together by the river that guards the east side of Kyoto. The riverside beneath Sanjo (Third Street) bridge is a hot spot for Saturday night activity and with [...] |
 
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