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Life is pain, highness. Anyone who says differently is selling something. – William Goldman

Thursday is just Friday’s awkward cousin, trying too hard to fit in.

Wednesdays are for experimentation: test a new routine, tweak an old habit, break the monotony.

Life is just a series of iced lattes, with no real purpose.

Nogizaka’s beauty lies in its ability to be both a gateway and a retreat, open yet secluded.

Embrace the world’s randomness; the same strand of spaghetti will never come your way again.

In the temple of consumerism, I set a minimalist machine on the table while savoring ethical dilemmas.

Tokyo Station: where directions are suggestions and paths are illusions.

Questions on Tuesday, punchlines on Thursday. Of course, no one laughs.

Morning cider, like life, is unpredictable but always effervescent.