For whoever has grown up in France like me (but I assume it’s true for many other countries too), an underground passage in town is very often synonymous to dirt, unholy smells, graffiti and they’re not always that safe. So you can imagine the contrast compared to this: […]
Chūō Kōen
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Today marks the one month anniversary of my arrival in Japan (Or is it tomorrow? Well, it depends on time zones I guess, and also on the fact that I lost track of those details with the whole mess that my departure was) A few things have happened during […]