I want to bicycle in hot afternoon heat, wear Pakistan leather sandals, shout in high voices at Zen Monk buddies standing in thin hemp summer robes and stubble heads, wanta live in golden pavillion temples, drink beer, say goodbye, go Yokahama big buzz Asia port full of vassals and vessels, hope, work around, come back, go, go to Japan, come back to USA, read Haikuin, grit my teeth and discipline myself all the time while getting nowhere and thereby learn...learn that my body and everything gets tired and ill and droopy and so find out all about Hakayu.
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