Kaiju Knocking — A Short Story
Kaiju Knocking is an urban fantasy story about you, a tourist, having a movie monster encounter. It is from my book, Tokyo Intro, and includes the preface to the story. Every story had a preface to explain terms and aspects about Japan to familiarize a reader with them. I had originally planned to write these stories as pick your own path type of adventure stories, but that would have turned a short story into a book. Still, I decided to try and write each story from the more unusual second person narrative with a gender-less protagonist so the the reader could pretend to be in the story.
INTRO TO KAIJU KNOCKING
This story introduces giant monsters, the district of Ginza, the type of shopping to be found there, and what to expect at Tsukiji fish market. It is about a tourist who has the day of his life sightseeing in Ginza.
NOTE: Locations named in the story such as Ginza Silveredo, G Sixteen, and the Tokyo Central Fish Market are fictitious, although you may find similar real world locations in the Ginza area.
Ginza: Tokyo’s most posh and oldest shopping area. If you don’t want to spend a fortune, you there are still many worthwhile stores and malls to visit. Ginza Six is the newest mall with a great rooftop garden, while Tokyu Plaza Ginza has a cool lounge floor and another rooftop garden. Please see the Ginza entry for more detail on this area.
Kaiju: The Japanese term for strange beast / monster, and it is the name of a genre of giant monster movies where cities are attacked. Some famous kaiju are Godzilla, Mothra, Ghidorah, Gamera, etc.
Koban: A neighborhood police box. There are usually a few police officers stationed here to provide a police presence and office for citizens to come to.
Matcha: Not just green tea. Matcha is finely ground tea powder made from specially grown and processed green tea leaves. The tea plants are even shade-grown before harvest. Matcha is typically just dissolved in water or milk, and is often used to make specialty chocolate. The traditional Japanese tea ceremony is all about preparing, serving, and drinking matcha tea in a meditative style and surroundings.
Omotenashi: Traditional Japanese hospitality that comes from deep cultural traditions. It is all about customer service with politeness, being thoughtful in meeting the needs of customers where attention is paid to details, and it is genuine and heartfelt. This is one of the reasons there is no tipping in Japan. Sometimes it can feel ritualized and overdone, but it is part of the experience in Japan. A few examples of this are the traditional early morning greetings by staff when a department store opens, the attention paid to your order at a fast food restaurant, the taxi driver opening your door with white gloved hands, and even how the convenience store clerk bags your purchases.
Tokusatsu: This form of entertainment deals with science fiction, fantasy or horror movies and television. The most popular types of tokusatsu include kaiju monster movies like the Godzilla film series and superhero TV serials such as the Kamen Rider, Power Rangers, Ultraman. These shows have people wearing rubber suits to become heroes, monsters, and robots. Giant monster and hero shows are famous for fights where the actors tower above miniaturized city sets and destroy parts of them.
Tsukiji: This district borders on Ginza and is built on reclaimed land that was once lowland marsh. It was one of the early enclaves allowed for foreigners and is now most famous for Tsukiji Fish Market. For more information on the market, please see the Tsukiji Fish Market Entry.
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KAIJU KNOCKING - Complete Story
by Peter Lok, Copyright 2018, All rights reserved.
This morning you woke up really, really early. Some people skip sleep to be in line at 2 AM. Both strategies are used to obtain one of the limited number of passes to see the famous tuna auction at the Tokyo Central Fish Market in the Tsukiji area. Still jetlagged from your flight to Tokyo from the day before, you managed to grab three hours of broken sleep before getting up. You walk over to the main office at the market in the middle of the night, got a pass for that day’s auction, then wait with a large group of other tourists. At 5 AM, security guards escort your group over to the auction area where you will watch the proceedings from a narrow viewing area overlooking the many rows of huge, 250 kg, frozen tuna.
Buyers wearing rain slickers and rubber boots expertly assess the tuna for sale that day prior to the auction. They examine the meat of the tail under flashlight and sometimes they take a small sample of meat to determine the quality by rolling it in their fingers. Then the auction begins. The bidding process seems frantically paced with the auctioneer shouting out prices for each fish that comes up. Buyers use hand signals you don’t understand to quickly bid against each other while consulting their notes at the same time. It is all very fascinating, but in fifteen minutes the first auction is over. Workers begin to carry off the sold tuna and bring in the next batch of tuna for another auction. Your group of visitors is ushered out to make room for a new set of visitors.
The main market with many of the fish wholesalers won’t open to the public until 9 AM. You wander around the retail market for a bit. The narrow streets are tightly packed with shops, mostly closed at this hour, but enough are open to provide things to see. Business activity happens all morning as workers deliver Styrofoam boxes filled with fish everywhere.
Finally, you go for an early breakfast of super fresh sushi. Many restaurants open early to feed the workers at the market. They are often narrow places with a long counter, with the décor of decades past, but people quickly come in, eat, and go. You find a sushi restaurant with a line that isn’t too bad, with only a half hour wait. The fatty tuna you eat is melt in your mouth delicious, and the other fish you eat are taste fresh and superb. Around you, half of the patrons seem to be tourists.
Somewhat refreshed by the meal, you are still fatigued as you haven’t really rested. You’ll push through the day and call it an early night in the evening to get through the jetlag. The sun is soon well up in the clear blue sky and the main market opens to the public. The security guards finally let everyone enter.
The main market is in a massive old building that resembles a giant L shaped warehouse. The main market shows both its age and character. You can almost feel the traditions built up by the family wholesale businesses that have operated here for generations. It is crazy busy inside. Men are pushing dollies, stacking boxes, and putting fish out for sale at the dozens and dozens of different counters. The strange motorized carts they use for transporting whole tuna or big stacks of boxes zip along throughout the market. You carefully stay out of the way of traffic which tends to whiz by. There are frozen tuna being cut up on band saws, poisonous blowfish swimming in tanks, and fresh salmon fillets being put out on ice. You observe more varieties of fish, crustaceans, and shellfish than you could count for sale. A particularly ugly fish, called a monkfish, even looks like some kind of monstrous sea creature. You briefly wonder what other mysterious creatures could be in the sea after seeing it.
After touring the main market you explore the retail market again. Everything is open now and there are tourists are mingled everywhere with local shoppers. There are shops selling everything you need related to fish and the operation of a restaurant. Places sell scales, rubber boots, cooking utensils, knives, dishes, fresh vegetables, and more. The many dining establishments are in full swing too, some of which are so famous for their sushi that there are waits that exceed three hours. You could never wait that long for a meal. The sushi you had earlier was still delicious by any standard.
The Tokyo Central Fish Market is very close to Ginza and you basically walk straight west right out of the front gate of the market for a kilometer to show up in central Ginza 15 minutes later. The streets are fairly quiet at 10:30 AM in the morning. It is mainly delivery vehicles making their rounds and the odd passenger car. Most shops and malls don’t open or fully open until 11 AM.
You stop for a short break at a coffee shop. Some coffee is what you need as you are feeling tired from a lack of sleep. The coffee shops in Tokyo have pastries and drinks that are really good even if they are part of a chain. Japan’s intense coffee culture really raised the bar here, you muse, as you munch on a piece of matcha cake with your small latte. After a quick restroom break you continue on your way.
Arriving at the central intersection of Ginza, also known as the Ginza 4-chome, you are surrounded by high-end department stores, some of which have been in business for well over a hundred years. The iconic Ricoh building and the Wako clock tower are here. Ginza Station lies underneath the intersection and stretches well out under the streets here. This is an important train and busy train station, but it isn’t one of the really big stations in Shinjuku or Shibuya. All along the main streets of Ginza are flagship stores for luxury brands from around the world. Designer clothes, hand bags, shoes, jewelry, and much more are all yours if you have the money.
You want to visit the luxury mall there, G Sixteen, with its fancy rooftop garden and impressive interior decor. Travel magazines recently raved about its architecture and the famous artist doing the main art installation. Traditional Japanese hospitality greets you when you walk in at opening. Uniformed staff bow and greet you at the entrance, something you almost find embarrassing as the attention is so unexpected. When you walk by shops, their staff are also standing at the front of their stores to greet you.
The atrium inside the building is truly impressive. It is spacious, extending upwards for seven stories, with a unique set of colorful hanging decorations. Stores line the balconies overlooking the atrium and you can see dozens of luxury brands you would really have to splurge for to buy. You head up to the escalators through the various levels and find a great bookstore. Japanese design aesthetics have produced a store that shows off a well curated selection of books to best effect. The store features a well lit space with beautiful woodwork, and has spaces to sit and leaf through a book. You browse through the selection of Japanese art and culture books, many of which are in English, and end up buying one. After this, you want to see the rooftop garden next
An elevator takes you up to the 16th floor where you walk past a security guard and out into a modern garden with a large reflecting pool. The entire rooftop has a glass barrier around it so you can do a complete circuit that gives you a great panorama of Ginza from above. You can see both the Tokyo Tower and the Skytree from different vantage points and you realize that most of Ginza is made up of buildings around ten stories high with a some taller buildings mixed in. There are some skyscrapers further in the distance in all directions except due east towards Tsukiji.
Almost directly south and a little east of you are the soaring skyscrapers of Shiodome. Formerly a railyard, the entire area was redeveloped into a complex of steel and glass office buildings that house hundreds of companies including TV stations, technology companies, and high-end hotels. The buildings are connected with a monorail system, boulevard-like walkways three stories off the ground, and underground streets that run for blocks all the way to Shimbashi Station.
You complete a circuit of the roof, taking photos as you go, then descend back down to street level. Everything is open now. Heavy traffic fills the roads, and crowds of people are out and about in the middle of a weekday lunch hour. Out on the street you see that the Uniqlo flagship store is right across the street. You need to shop there as you like their casual fashions and reasonable prices. Much further away to the northeast, but quite accessible on foot, is the Muji flagship store for home furnishings and clothing. Muji is famous for it’s minimalist design sense in their products. On the way there, if you take the main shopping street of Chuo Dori, you could also stop at any of the classic Japanese department stores like Wako, Matsuya, or Mitsukoshi. Further along Chuo Dori are entire buildings for luxury brands like Chanel, Cartier, Louis Vuitton, BVLGARI, Tiffany, Apple, and even the well known Itoya stationary store.
Before you head to Muji, or even shop at Uniqlo, there is one more new building you would like to see in the area. It is the Ginza Silveredo, a high rise shopping mall only a few blocks west of you. The entire building has a really interesting vertical glass design with silver trim. Ginza means silver mint in Japanese and the building pays homage to the areas roots as a silver market. It covers a city block, but rises sixteen stories with several viewing lounges and another roof terrace. The concept is to bring higher quality shopping to the masses with a focus on tourists both Japanese and foreign. Inside the mall are regional goods from all across Japan, so you don’t even have to leave Tokyo to buy them.
After a double check of your map app on your phone, you realize it is an easy walk to Silveredo. You walk over to Ginza 4-chome again then just hang a left to go west for five short blocks to find yourself in front of it. The building has a very angular vertical profile composed of glass panes with long vertical silver trim. It seems to reach high into the sky for a narrow building. Silveredo is at Sukiyabashi Crossing, another scramble crossing like the one in Shibuya. This crossing has the colourful Fujiya building anchoring another corner and the other corners have yet more shopping malls.
You enter the building and take the elevator up to the 16th floor to have a look around on the rooftop terrace. It looks like a really nice place to sit and have a coffee, tea, or ice cream. It is very modern looking with a well manicured garden in the middle and a walk that extends around the entire edge giving you a 360 degree view around the building. Stainless steel trim is everywhere to keep with the silver theme. You can even see a corner of G Sixteen, but from here you can see Tokyo Station to the north, the Tokyo Tower to the southwest, and Roppongi Hills to the west. Many people are sitting here to take a break from their jobs or shopping. You have a good look around, snapping even more photos, before you stifle a big yawn. For awhile, you had a second wind, but it looks like fatigue is catching up with you again. Maybe it is time for another break.
You take an escalator down two floors to the 14th floor to the dining and lounge floor. This floor is double high, and is open space around a central core for building facilities and restaurant kitchens. You are immediately impressed by how spacious it looks and the spectacular views out of the multi-story windows that wrap the entire floor. At night, when all the buildings are lit up, the view would be equally impressive in a different manner.
More formal restaurants occupy a balcony tier around that core that overlooks the rest of the floor which is occupied by the more casual restaurants and cafes. You examine a few of the restaurants, looking at menus and food models, which are life-like replicas of the food that the restaurants serve. Finally you pick a café that is serving a modern take on traditional Japanese food. There are several lunch sets at reasonable prices. Even if restaurants are expensive for dinner, lunch prices are much more affordable, You indicate you are dining by yourself and are seated next to the windows by a waitress. You order an interesting dish of ground chicken and vegetables in savory dashi jelly that comes with a small salad, some bread, and soup. You also have a coffee to go with lunch.
The busy scramble crossing far below has cars and pedestrians alternating to pass through the intersection, with all the pedestrians crossing from all corners at once. There are even crosswalk markings showing a criss-crossing web. It is interesting to watch the flow of the city but your early morning is weighing you down as you yawn again.
The food quickly comes out and you begin to eat. It is delicious and different at the same time, like no Japanese food you have had before. Lunch is comfortably filling, and you find yourself relaxing more than expected while sipping your coffee. The sunlight is streaming in, you’re warm, and you even decide to rest your eyes for a few moments. Your seat gives you a great view of the east and south east of the building. You can see a sea of office building rooftops in front of you, all covered in heating and air conditioning equipment and fans. Again, the skyscrapers of the Shiodome stand tall over the buildings around them.
You notice several dark black plumes of smoke drifting out east from behind the Shiodome skyscrapers. The plumes are growing and look like they are five or six kilometers south of you in the Shinagawa area. That is when you see something really odd. In the distance, something large has just emerged from behind the skyscrapers. It looks like a giant lizard-like head towering above the buildings there. If most of the buildings are about ten floors high, the head must be about thirty floors or 100 meters high in the air.
While you watch, the body behind the head emerges from behind the building. Its familiar form resembles that of a Tyrannosaurus Rex, upright on its large hind legs, with a long tail, largish head, and small forearms. The giant monster has jagged spines along its back and a large horn on the top of its head. It doesn’t seem to be moving fast, but it must be advancing a quarter of a city block with every stride.
What the heck is that? You wonder. This is like some kind of Japanese giant monster movie. Tokyo was always being attacked by giant monsters or kaiju in the creature-feature movies you watched as a kid. There is no such thing as giant monsters though, the square-cube law makes it impossible, you think to yourself. Any animal that size should collapse under its own weight according to science, but there it is in front of you.
A couple of middle-aged Japanese ladies at the table next to you begin talking excitedly. They must have seen you staring in that direction and are pointing at the monster too. One of them pulls out her cell phone and takes a few photos with it. You look over her shoulder as she zooms in on the photo and shows her friend that it is indeed a massive dinosaurian lizard. In the slightly blurry image, the kaiju has a pair of dull eyes, a blunt snout, and massive jaws with jaggedly sharp teeth. There is a pale grey horn on its head that contrasts with the dark pebbly skin of the beast.
A half-dozen other people have now joined you to stare south at the monster. You then realize you need to take a photo of it with your phone too. Beside you, a number of other people are also taking photos with their phones. The whole situation is surreal. No one seems to be panicking. Everyone is just taking photos and messaging their friends. The kaiju is only five kilometers away, but it still seems like a long distance when it looks small from your vantage point.
Cell phones suddenly start chiming and buzzing all around you with a warning from the Japanese J-Alert system. This system is activated by the government to warn about enemy attacks, earthquakes, tsunamis, and other dangers.
How did a monster that large get into Tokyo before any warning came out, you think to yourself.
People are looking at their cellphones to read the sudden warning. The eerie undulating sound of the J-Alert system then blares over the building’s internal announcement system. A man’s voice begins to announce a warning and instructions in Japanese. You have no idea what is going one or what to do next.
You try to ask the lady who took the photos what is going on. “Sumimasen… Can you tell me about the alert?”
The lady looks at you, a bit of panic in her eyes. She says “No Engrish,” while crossing her hands. She says something to her friend that you don’t understand, then just gestures for you to go to the exit. They begin walking towards the core of the building. She looks back at you and waves at you to follow. At this point, you notice people are all heading for an emergency exit. You can see a security guard directing people towards the stairs and not the elevators.
Everyone pauses when they hear the low, ‘thwopping’ drone of many helicopters through the glass windows. The sound grows louder as a half-dozen Japanese Self-Defence Forces (JSDF) attack helicopters pass right by the windows. They are spread out in a line that is heading towards the kaiju. They resemble angry green dragonflies with chin mounted cannon and rocket pods slung on small pylons on each side. Everyone on the rooftop is watching the helicopters in action.
The kaiju turns to face this threat and roars. The loud guttural roar is loud enough to be heard where you are. The helicopters continue to close, then hover about a kilometer away from the beast at a higher elevation.
There is a long pause. They must be waiting for orders. Everyone on the lounge floor is watching the event unfold. Suddenly, the helicopters open fire with their cannon. Everyone can see tracer rounds flying towards the head of the kaiju. The monster’s head is enveloped in small explosions and smoke for a dozen seconds. Thousands of rounds are striking the head. The body of the kaiju doesn’t seem to tremble at all. When the smoke clears it looks like the attack failed to damage it at all. The monster roars again and advances forward towards the helicopters in your direction.
Unfazed by the roar, the helicopters open fire with rockets this time. You can see the white contrails of dozens and dozens of rockets converging onto the creatures head. Huge fireballs engulf the head as wave after wave of explosions obscure it from view. The sounds of the explosions are dull, but rapid, like firecrackers, by the time you hear them. When the explosions die down and the smoke clears again, it is obvious that the second set of attacks have also failed.
The monster is now clearly agitated. It roars so loud, you can clearly hear it through the windows. It aggressively moves forward, crashing through a building and collapsing it. Clouds of dust and debris billow out from around its lower body. The attack helicopters begin to back off.
Everyone is excitedly talking in Japanese again. It is probably about the failed attack. People are beginning to worry as the army has failed to bring the kaiju down. All the people, including yourself, begin walking towards the emergency stairs again. The evacuation is orderly. No one is pushing or running. You follow along with the crowd that continues to thicken as you descend lower down in the building. It seems like ten minutes pass, but it was shorter than that.
You emerge out onto street level into a confused crowd that fills the street. There are people milling everywhere. Cars are stationary as traffic is blocked by everyone pouring out of buildings. The intersections are jammed with people too as they try to get to the subway or walk to safety. Every so often the J-Alert repeats its undulating sound and announcements over public loudspeakers. Despite all this, the crowds are chaotic yet orderly. You remember there is a konban right across the street. Maybe a policeman there can give you instructions.
You manage to move your way through the thick crowds without too much trouble, but are glad you’re not trying to get into the subway. People are backed up out of the street level entrances to the stations. On some large screen TVs that are overlooking the street, you see that news helicopters must have arrived. Video is being shown of the kaiju moving through the city, leaving destruction in its wake. A long aerial shot shows the monster’s path from where it emerged out of Tokyo Bay south of Shinagawa Station and where it turned to head north in your direction.
You try to send a text home to let everyone know you are okay. The cellular networks are overloaded with too many people trying to call their loved ones or friends. Even sending a message doesn’t work immediately. On the third try, you manage to get a short text through. “I am safe in Ginza. Heading to safety away from the monster.”
Finally you manage to locate a policeman near the konban by the tweeting of his whistle as he hopelessly tries to clear the intersection. He seems to be really busy, but you need to ask someone for help. “Excuse me!” you shout out over the noise of the crowd. “Can you tell me what the announcements are saying?”
The man’s face shows a slightly annoyed expression before he realizes that you do need help. He is surprisingly calm when he speaks to you in good English. “The government has ordered an evacuation of this area. Shinagawa is a combat zone. You must head north or west. Get as far away to a place like Ikebukuro or leave the city.”
“Are the trains running?”
“Trains are bad right now. The north — south lines are cut in Shinagawa. The kaiju has damaged the tracks for the shinkansen, the Yamanote Line, and others. The metro to Shinjuku is okay, but everyone is taking the metro.”
The man’s attention is then grabbed by another frantic person. You call out a “thank you” and leave as you have probably gotten as much help as possible anyways.
You work you way through the crowds towards the nearest entrance to Ginza Station where you can take the Marunouchi Line to Shinjuku. There you join a thick line of people just waiting to get into the station. After fifteen minutes you realize the line isn’t moving very quickly at all as the concourse below must also be packed with people. This wait could take hours, and your worry level increases accordingly.
The roar of jets then attracts your attention upwards. You see a pair of jet fighters from the JSDF scream by, red suns on their fuselages. Both planes have their wings heavily laden with bombs under them. In the distance you can hear more jets. It looks like the air force is going in for the next round.
There is an initial loud explosion sound that echoes through the city streets. It sounds way louder and closer than you expect. The explosions continue every ten or twelve seconds for over a minute. Then there is long silence that is shattered by another loud reptilian roar.
Shit, you think to yourself, the kaiju is definitely closer than before. The roar is way louder than the one you heard through the glass earlier.
You’re starting to think you have to get out of here soon. You kind of wish there is someone you could talk to. You are way calmer than you should be considering you don’t have much of a plan, but part of it must be the shock of this strange situation. While you waited, you tried to get internet, but your browser just spun, not getting any data.
Near you in the line is a man in a dark suit surrounded by a few other people. They are all looking at a live TV broadcast on his Japanese phone which has a built-in antenna. You manage to get close enough to take a peek too. The video shows attack planes working in pairs to drop bombs. The large bombs are all striking the monster’s body and staggering it in massive explosions. Still, when all the smoke clears, the monster is standing in the midst of more ruined buildings. Nothing seems to take it down. The monster roars again in defiance, while smashing another building with a swing of its long tail. That same roar on the broadcast is loudly and directly heard by everyone around you.
It is too close for comfort, you think to yourself.
A man standing near the businessman then says something to him that you guess means this isn’t good. The businessman nods in agreement. They both break off from the line and begin walking north. Thinking back to the video, you realize that the kaiju must now be almost to the southern edge of Ginza, well north of the Shiodome. It is moving north more quickly than expected.
Some other Japanese people are getting the same idea. There is a murmuring in the crowd and it seems like a group consensus is subconsciously reached. Men and women begin to peel off from the line at the same time you do. People are not running, but are briskly walking both north and west. The line up disintegrates behind you as everyone decides to flee on foot.
Looking at your map app, it shows that you will need to head almost due west to get to Shinjuku, past the south edge of the Imperial Palace grounds, past the National Diet building, through northern Roppongi, then Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden to get to Shinjuku. It is about eight kilometers as the crow flies, but it is further on foot as there is no straight line via the city streets. Further away from the crowds, maybe you can find a taxi, but traffic is gridlocked here. By heading west, the monster should pass well behind you if it continues to head in a northerly direction.
Taking a deep breath, you begin to briskly walk west. It will probably take somewhere between one and a half and two hours to get to Shinjuku on foot. If this were a normal walk, it would be really pleasant as the sun is shining and the temperature is in the high teens, but it’s a tense experience due to the situation. You are part of a steady stream of office worker refugees from the Ginza area. Around you there must be almost a thousand people all heading in the same direction.
You do not get very far before you feel a vibration in the ground under your feet. The entire crowd feels the same thing and stops in its tracks. Then the ground shudders again, as if a massive weight is slamming down into it. You can see worried faces all around you. Everyone is scanning around them, looking for the source of the shaking. There is another shudder in the ground.
Someone suddenly screams. You look behind you to see the monster towering over the buildings three blocks away. Its form fills the sky, an enormous mass that is far higher than many of the buildings around it. It seems to notice all the people filling the street, like tiny ants, far below it. An ear drum splitting roar comes from its massive jaws. Screams fill the air. The utterly panicked crowd begins to run away from the enormous monster. People jostle you as you begin to run too. The crowd is thick in the street, a mad current of people pushing you along. Someone bumps hard into you from the side, you stumble a little and another running person slams into you to further upset your balance. Falling forward, you reach out with your hands to try and grab anyone to stay upright. You grab a sleeve, but begin to lose your grip, as more bodies bump into you. You fall under the feet of the fleeing crowd.
“Sir… sir…” you are startled awake. Disoriented, you look around for a moment, then realize that you are sitting at the table where you had lunch.
Your waitress was gently shaking your shoulder, and looking at you with concern on her face.
“Ohh…” you manage to mumble out. Getting crushed under a crowd fleeing from a giant monster is fresh on your mind. That dream had seemed so real. You glance out the window to the south to make sure there really isn’t a giant monster in that direction.
“I’m sorry. I must have fallen asleep. I was up really early this morning to see that tuna auction at the Tokyo Central Fish Market.”
“I am glad you are okay.” The waitress smiles. “You should get some rest. You would have been up in the middle of the night.”
“Yeah,” you reply, embarrassed by what happened. “Maybe a nap would be a good idea.” There is still a lot of see in Tokyo, but sometimes you need to rest before doing more.
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