Still farting about in Japan, on the Japanese pop tip with Sōtaisei Riron. Maybe the gloom of the ex-Soviet nations was wearing on me, but this sounds pretty fresh. It’s entirely possible that it’s just so foreign and novel that it’s replacing a real vacation, but whatever you want to call it, it’s making me feel good. It’s not something anyone would have found playing in my room ten years ago, but things change when you’re less invested in familiar things for your comfort.
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What rough beast 