A rough translation of a magazine which I found interesting... pardon my Japanese...


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 I remember back then, I cried three days and three night just because I lost my beloved pet, Kojirou. But I still lost to my mother who cried more than a week. I returned to my residential college in University the same day when he died without knowing that the last time that I hugged him before I got into the car was the last time I had the ( Read more... )

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