Now, mind you, that statistic is not as bad as it looks. The only bike I even attempted to put back together was mine. And why, you might ask?
BECAUSE I WAS TRANSFERRED!
That's right, ladies and gentlemen, I am no longer in the busiest part of Tokyo. GASP, I know, right? I have left Shibuya, and I am now in the inaka (countryside) known as Matsudo. The missionaries refer to Matsudo as inaka. Now, I want you to close your eyes and imagine some countryside for me, will you?
Clearly your eyes are not closed, as you are reading this sentence, but that's okay. You pictured some countryside, right? There was probably some greenery, a few animals, and blue sky, or something similar.
Tell me, did anyone imagine this?

To be honest, it kinda did for me. I was in Shibuya before, after all. Shibuya may or may not have sky, I do not know, they do their best to draw the eye away from it by building huge skyscrapers and adding flashing lights to the bottom floors. Just in case you forgot, Shibuya looks more like this:

Shibuya will be missed. Especially since I finally found the equivalent of an anime convention. It was out in the park on New Year's day. There were about 50 people gathered together in costume dancing to anime songs. They were doing the Haruhi Suzumiya closing song when I snapped this:

Go take a closer look.
THOSE WERE ALL MEN.
Okay, moving on.
I prefer Matsudo. I really like the slower pace. I also really love the apartment and my companion, both of which are very Japanese. I wish the apartment had heating, but we improvise.
That's all the time I have right now so I hope I covered just about everything. Just in case, here's two more images for you to consider:
Matsudo:


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Yes, I do indeed like Matsudo.
Love y'all, bye for now!