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Japan, Through A Lens
It’s a hot, sticky morning in Tokyo. I’m wide awake at 6 a.m., jet-lag lingering two days into my stay. I put on the first t-shirt and pair of shorts I can pull out of my suitcase. Tiptoeing out of the Japanese-style bedroom, I try not to wake the eight other girls sleeping on rolled-out futon beds on the floor around me. I figure I should walk down the street to the only place I know will be open at this hour on a Saturday morning: Starbucks.
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