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Went to a bar on Saturday night and the Japanese bartender asked me for my number. I can't remember the last time a man made the first move... 1995, perhaps?! Actually, maybe my rafting god actually did. Was surprised, but pleased, as he's one sexy mofo. Big shoulders. I guess because Japanese guys are so chilled, I don't know how to approach them. Anyway, no phone call so far, but we're going there tonight for a Purim celebration. Going to a Jewish holiday fest in Japan, hosted by Israelis, to flirt with an atypical Japanese bartender and eat Middle Eastern snacks. Yum.