Japan's third most beautiful gardens. Well, part of it anyway. Kurakoen, Okayama.
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After years of blundering through life and getting it wrong, I decided to go a bit zen and move to Japan. And after 2 years of social mistakes, language errors, over-drinking and karaoke I came home for a break. So now I'm getting it wrong around the UK. This should only be a temporary change, but who knows? Destiny spies a man in high heels and a wig...
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- My name is Chris. I am an English person. I took all these pictures. They're mine. MINE! OK?
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