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A recent visit to the suburb of Koenji reminded me of my JET program orientation in Kansai; I visited a temple, learned some outlandish local customs, ate sushi, and was shown around a vintage toy store with cosmic price tags.

Except on this occasion, I wasn’t at the mercy of a cackling harpy from the village board of education.

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