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The Camera Open in new Window. (13+)
A camera seems to take ominous pictures of the future.
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 The Fall #2 Open in new Window. (13+)
Nursery rhyme
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A nursery rhyme
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The Game Open in new Window. (18+)
Dark thriller about law and justice gone astray.
You’ve probably noticed that Japanese don’t take good care of their shoes. They take their shoes off when they enter a home, so taking them off and putting them on can occur many times a day. It’s a bother to lace and unlace shoes, isn’t it? Squeezing your feet into the shoes is the usual way. In Hawaii, they wear sandals since they take them off when they enter a home. The homes don’t have a genkan, so you can tell if there’s a party going on by the large number of sandals outside the door.
In 1964, my father died and we returned to Japan. I was eleven. Everything was different and interesting. There is a shopping street in Yokohama called Isezakicho near Kannai station. Before crossing a canal there was a short block. On the sidewalk were shoeshiners. Most of them were women. They sat on their knees waiting for customers. Crossing the canal, which had such an evil odor that my sister and I would run across the bridge holding our breath, we would enter the shopping street. There were two department stores. On the sidewalk, sitting on thin rice mats with their faces nearly touching the ground, were beggars on the stumps of their legs wearing old army uniforms. Beside them were chipped rice bowls with a few coins. My mother always gave us one coin each to drop into the bowls. Life couldn’t be much tougher.
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Feeling sorry for yourself is one way to ponder life’s unfairness.
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The Camera Open in new Window. (13+)
A camera seems to take ominous pictures of the future.
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The Witch, Mage, Minotaur, and Hero Open in new Window. (13+)
Who outwits who? Done in about a thousand words.
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 Loving Ghost Open in new Window. (13+)
A ghost can't give up his love.
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A detective enlists help to sting a fraud on a train, but…
I read that one possible reason our prehistoric ancestors survived before our ability to use fire and weapons was our evolution of extreme body odor which was repugnant to predators.
Imagine covered in fur and sweating to produce body odor and not practicing hygiene. They were the skunks of that age.
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So in our ancestral past we were all teenage boys *Laugh*
Gingeremy Bread Man Author Icon - or we had lots of folds that held odors! Like those wrinkly dogs Shar Peis or whatever they're called.
Winter's spud❄️ Author Icon - if I was ever a cute doggo, I wish I would’ve stayed that way *Inlove*
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In Through the Out Door Open in new Window. (13+)
From the cover of the Led Zeppelin album.
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