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We’re walkin’ now, dodgin’ drunks and rubbish bins—urban savannah, innit? She’s got this swagger, hips swayin’ like tall grass in the wind. I’m thinkin’, “Mate, she’s the predator here.” Surprised me, that—thought I’d be the one in charge, but nah, she’s runnin’ this show. Happy as a pig in muck, though—somethin’ thrilling ‘bout the chase, the unknown. “Do I lie to myself to be happy?” pops in my head—bloody Memento again, messin’ with me.

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So, I went to clean up at a nearby konbini (convenience store). I’m in there, and the cashier is super polite, bowing and everything. I’m just trying to not freak out about the bird poop. I bought some onigiri and a drink, and the cashier was like, “Arigato gozaimasu!” I was like, “No, thank YOU for this onigiri.”

Waseda’s Honjo Campus from the Sky: Drone Footage