figures I wait five years for my language skills to stagnate before finally working up the nerve to make this trip.. but come April it'll be my two weeks to see if that little island lives up to its hype.. from drawing breath at smokey pachinko parlors to incense-burning shrines.. oogling at the fetish maid-cafes of new tokyo to harassing kyoto geisha for photos.. visiting the blue tent cities to strutting down the Ginza strip.. watching the Sunday freak-show at Yoyogi to the obligatory guilt-trip to Hiroshima.. so much to do and so little time.. though one thing's certain.. it'll be either the death or revival of the sinophile in me..

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