Kotaku
There's only one other guy in the train carriage. He's asleep. I sit down and catch my breath. Pissed, I want to kick myself. Screw that, I want to punch myself and then kick myself. Everything that could is going wrong.
We're underground. Five stations away from Nipponbashi. Old ladies keep boarding the train, in sets of twos, one after the other. I check my watch. Cold sweats and sick to my stomach.
It's one thing to make a promise to your friend, but it's something else entirely to make it to the entire world. Try to keep it, try to keep it. I look down and notice my socks don't match. Perfect.
The door slides open, and I exit the train.
The night is inky black, and it's hard to see. From the station its a short walk to Den-Den Town. My sneakers hit the ground running. One block, two blocks, three blocks.
My side hurts, and I push myself into a slow trot. I've barely slept and feel worn. I pass a cigarette machine selling Chinese smokes and cross the street towards Sofmap. I cut through a side-street and approach the store.
I am not alone.
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