memory archive – day 62

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When you live in a big city like Tokyo, you constantly see people come and go. I stopped counting how many friends whom I’ve met here in Japan, I already had to say good-bye to. Somehow you get used to it after a while even though each good-bye is still pretty difficult. So how is this connected to the above tiger camping chair?  Continue reading “memory archive – day 62”