Firstly, apologies for the staggering lack of content recently. I just looked over the front page and realised there’s been like four reviews in the space of two months. Terrible. But there’s honestly a very good reason for it! See, I’ve been very lazy.
Internet cafes where you’re actually encouraged to have a wank? Sure, why not.
I had absolutely no clue at first though. Hopping off at various train stations dotted around Tokyo, it felt like I kept seeing the same jerk hanging off a clock. He’d almost always be somewhere close by, showing total disregard for the fine craftsmanship of precision timing.
So how about them gashapon machines, huh? Stumbling into a random Japanese department store and seeing huge clusters of them lined up – or sometimes entire shops that exist purely to trap small children in their maze-like structure of capsule toy dispensing death traps – still gets a ‘man, what’ reaction from me.