Arriving back at Tarocafe at 6am after the epic night of drinking and drunken-pash-attempted-suicide, I stirred at 1pm feeling absolutely written off. Greg and I decided that lunch was of the highest priority. We wound up (eventually) at Cafe Independents, an awesome underground cafe with a very alternative vibe. A photo that Greg took of…
Kyoto and the Infinite Intoxication – Part 2 of 2
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