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Plastic Dogthen again, my Kanji changed over time in Japan as Geisha girls continually hounded me to autograph their shirts while I tipped back Sapporos and ate rice noodles while riding in my private sleeping car aboard a luxury bullet train and later while skiing on the northern island of Hokaido on my private mountain while listening to a CD of cool jazz.
Ya right, like anyone's gonna believe I listen to jazz.