Let`s talk about shrines, baby.

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When you are in Japan, when you are in a bit more away from the center or even inside the center, you might find a temple or more commonly, an unassuming shrine. You can find these shrines quite easily as you have to keep your eye open for either the torii gates or an overgrown patch of vegetation in an otherwise concrete jungle. This is one of the shrines inside Musashino.

Now you are at a shrine and what do you wanna do? You wanna pray, right? Say hi to the gods and thank for all the fish? But how many claps and bows were there? Thanks to the internet, there’s a link right here which will explain why you gotta do everything. But here is how it’s done for the ultra-lazy.

First we gotta purify ourselves first. In the smaller shrines there’s no purifying fountain, so you can skip this if you feel like you’re pure enough. If there’s a water fountain to scoop water with a bamboo ladle, then the order is

  1. Scoop water
  2. Rinse right hand
  3. Rinse left hand
  4. With the water on the left hand, rinse the mouth
  5. Throw the rest of the water on the ground

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Now we go to the actual altar. Now listen closely, as it’s really simple.

  1. Throw in the money (Don’t skimp!)
  2. Ring the bell (If there is one)
  3. Bow twice, nice and deep.
  4. Clap twice
  5. Pray
  6. Bow once again before leaving
  7. Leave

So there you have it. Two bows, two claps, then you pray, then you bow once again. Simple as that.

Now if your Japanese friends are more left-leaning or they’re more in tune with the modern movements, then they might not want to go to a Shinto shrine. The reason is that history is repeating itself once again. The right-wing and the Japanese version of the alt-right are reclaiming their proud Japanese heritage and instead of shitting in the fields just like their noble ancestors did, they pray at Shinto shrines when they’re taking a break between harassing Korean women, reading GATE (or any other cute-war drivel), and shitposting on the internet.

But you know, obviously somebody has to stay at the vanguard, huh.

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Scarecrow Pt. 1

“I want to be more, man. You know what I mean?”
“Whazzat, you got a light or what, bro?”
“Yeah, here.”
“So what do you wanna be?”
“A scarecrow.”
“Haha, what? Man, that`s funny. Hey bro, where did ya go?”

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Blue Cardigan.
Musashino-shi, late April.

Thief

Takeshi didn’t get an even drag out of his cigarette. His heart was pounding and his breathing ragged. He had to finish the smoke or else he would really lose it.
He removed his mask from his face and shoved the gun into his pockets. Act natural.

The lights of a passing car streaked his body as he huddled to face the wall. He puffed once and tensed. Did the car stop? No, it rounded the corner. Exhale. Rain poured down his popped collar. He rolled it down.

He held the mask in his hand and he had just one last puff to go. There are more lost items in Japan than anywhere else. Nobody will suspect an odd pair of panty on the street. Unless….

Shit, were those dogs barking? They’re getting closer. He threw the things in his hands and ran.

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Grey panties.
Musashino-shi, April 2017

 

 

Sock over yonder

“I think a color change will give you the edge in this competition. Think about it! Everybody’s knows you as red-and-white, but what if you’re black-and-white, huh?”
“It ain’t gonna happen. I thought you were my agent, not a buster.”
“Give it a shot, Wally. Look, the socks are already done.”
“Shove it!”

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Sock.
Tsukishima, March 2017

Please Don’t Do the Bad Thing in Japan #3 – steal laundry and coins from a coin laundry shop!!!!

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Now stealing laundry is something low. Imagine you are washing your underwear and shirts and socks and somebody comes and steals a sock just before you get back to the coin laundry shop. Take the whole pair while you’re at it, you jerk!

Then you notice one of the pads from your bras is also missing. Grr!