13 April 2005

The cherry blossoms are out, so it's festival time. All the traditional Japanese festival stalls are there: the sausage on a stick stall, the random fried things stall, the I've-no-idea-what-it-is-but-it-smells-of-fish- stall, and of course the "goldfish scooping" stall. Which, thankfully, isn't a food stall.

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