Sibiu has a good station, the story of Hachiko's dog, she waited for her master for 9 years at that time he was 1.5 years old, his master died and he waited, he died in 1925, and Hachiko in 1935 and a monument was erected to him turned 101 years old as he was born
It's a pity how he died😭😭😭
There is a TV series about this
A wonderful place! I met a white-haired blindfolded guy who was doing something very strange, dragged him away with me, now we're married💍💍 Thanks to shibuya for such a meeting🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 True, some guy with a painted face was chasing me, but I managed to escape....
I was there, I saw some white-haired guy with a bandage on his face, he was fighting with the air....someone also made a veil there and many could not get out of there
But it's still very beautiful there.
a beautiful place, it should be noted how quickly the cleaners cleaned up after the incident in Sibuya, I did not see a single changed person, it's nice!
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August 15, 2021
Shibuya...A simple, just simply not an easy neighborhood in Tokyo. Ginza, that's right, that's right...Hirajuku still...I met him in Shibuya...No, at first...excuse me...first there was autumn Moscow, the bell rang from Kibakura-Tietr. We want to stage your play. I was stunned. My play. About the divorce. In Japan. I thought for 2 months, and at the end of Saturday afternoon I flew on Jal Air to Japan...Japan is a wonderful country. Rain. Everyone is dressed. According to fashion. In a European way. Umbrellas, umbrellas - no samurai swords. Girls are girls. The ladies are smiling. Young men in smartphones...The play was a success. The hall was full. A lot of young people, even with bellies. They laughed. They were crying. There are many tears and smiles in the play. Two people - he and she - young, beautiful - fight all night, swear, and eventually meet a new day on the balcony of a high-rise building. It turned out to be so Japanese. I was called for an encore, as was the troupe. It was funny how they - the Japanese - openly and vividly know how to express their feelings...After that, I walked through Shibuya at night - all in lights, shops, girls - all in masks - and I was in a mask, I was, I was in Shibuya, Japan, and returned to Moscow, Russia, in a mask - to be in a mask...I'm sorry, yes, I'm not handsome, I write all sorts of nonsense and I love a girl named, named Shibuya...