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Here is a soapland in Fuji that accepts foreigners. Just walk in the door, pay the lady at the front desk 11 K and the girl 12 K. It is full.

But then, outta nowhere, this pigeon swoops down and tries to steal my onigiri! I’m flailing my arms like a madman, yelling, “Get away, you feathered thief!” People are staring, and I’m just like, “Yeah, this is my life now.”

Hakone executive director to step down