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Sweaty in Bangkok. Too hot to type. Nuff said

Space. The final frontier. Life in London is pressured by money and time. In Tokyo, it seems to be space. It suddenly makes sense. People drum on drum simulators, thump on bongo simulators, strum on guitar simulators, and spin on turntable simulators in arcades. They rent “rest” in a love hotel in the Roses and