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The concrete jungle that is Tokyo's
Akihabara district is definitely a place to visit when it comes to
anime (Japanese animation) and electronics but on Sundays, the
Chuo-dori (central street) shuts down... literally.
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Sweat beaded down my neck and I was ready to
get into something air-conditioned when I suddenly saw a police officer
set up pylons as I walked down the street from the station. Cars were
being diverted and suddenly, people were coming in from all
the directions where I could see.
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Some were wearing the most
unusual costumes and for a minute, I thought George Michael was in
town.
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Spruikers with megaphones lined the
Chuo-dori and started to promote their goods with somewhat-moderated
volume. The street, a whole eight lanes, were suddenly empty and
bustling with people.
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I'm amazed at how the Japanese can be so
pleasant even if the street was now dedicated to foot traffic. A slight
majority of folks still leaned onto the sidewalk and followed the traffic
lights even if there was no presence of any cars on the street.
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Either folks are pleasant or they were
completely ignorant. That kind of thinking is probably beyond my
theories.
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I reckon that this is their ticket on a train
that takes one far away from daily life. Like the vacation I'm taking,
the purpose of this visit in the first place. They were probably taking a
vacation from the ordinary.
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A few more photos here and there. And I got
to pass a camera crew filming me walking past in the background. This
would mark my third television appearance so far in my life.
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Maybe I am "cosplaying".
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