It wasn’t among those fun language-doesn’t-matter-because-we-speak-the-language-of-love minutes
It wasn’t among those fun language-doesn’t-matter-because-we-speak-the-language-of-love minutes Got together about swanky, expensive area of Tokyo’s Omotesando. We got java for the a back highway of an area you to (duh) got an extended line and only one to barista. I surely got to speaking, but the guy – significant plus prominent than me, for certain …