"I'd like to be, under the sea...", and other era spanning summer tales from the sweaty armpit of central Japan and beyond.
Without any further ado, a croupy seal barking ode to yet another spring of gaijin malaise and misanthropy in Deadbeat City. Viva late middle age.
24-30-57 (current year, years I've frittered away here in Losersville, years on earth) Now...please let it be spring.
"I'd like to be, under the sea...", and other era spanning summer tales from the sweaty armpit of central Japan and beyond.
Without any further ado, a croupy seal barking ode to yet another spring of gaijin malaise and misanthropy in Deadbeat City. Viva late middle age.
24-30-57 (current year, years I've frittered away here in Losersville, years on earth) Now...please let it be spring.
