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Cedric Bihr for HE by Mango

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Cedric Bihr for HE by Mango

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This is a girl I met in Tokyo, when I was living in Japan. We met in a club, but exchanged phone numbers and called each other often.
Every so often, I’d pay $100 and ride the fast train back to Tokyo to meet her. We always met at the same train station. I’d take her to dinner, drinks, to the movies, whatever, until the trains started running again at 5AM. Then I’d walk her back to the train station, and she’d disappear back down that tunnel until the next time I came to Tokyo. She didn’t speak English, so 100% of our communication was in Japanese. It always felt so mysterious, being with her.
For some reason, I feel like this picture of her laughing will be an iconic photograph to me for the rest of my life. I hope we never lose touch.

This is a girl I met in Tokyo, when I was living in Japan. We met in a club, but exchanged phone numbers and called each other often.

Every so often, I’d pay $100 and ride the fast train back to Tokyo to meet her. We always met at the same train station. I’d take her to dinner, drinks, to the movies, whatever, until the trains started running again at 5AM. Then I’d walk her back to the train station, and she’d disappear back down that tunnel until the next time I came to Tokyo. She didn’t speak English, so 100% of our communication was in Japanese. It always felt so mysterious, being with her.

For some reason, I feel like this picture of her laughing will be an iconic photograph to me for the rest of my life. I hope we never lose touch.

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Nassim Nicholas Taleb

Nassim Nicholas Taleb

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sexlovefitness asked: Can I move home yet

Yes! Move home. Are you still awake?

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Tonight in the ramen shop

The girl who was serving food was so pretty. Her face looked so kind and pure, but you could tell she was tired and not feeling well from the way she cut her eyes down at the floor every so often. She was beautiful, but at the same time looked pitiful and sad. Sometimes I just look at people and my heart breaks for them.

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