It's Saturday night.I'm in Ise.Tonight, after about six months, I visited Komada again.As light rain fell, I walked from the Kintetsu ticket gate with my usual companion, Urakikou. Normally, I would take the old road to Ise Shrine counterclockwise, but since it was raining, I took a shortcut and arrived in front of the restaurant's wooden fence 20 minutes... More

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