One day in September. On the way back from Kichijoji, where I had half done my job, I encountered a mikoshi bearer. I felt nostalgic because I felt like I hadn’t seen a mikoshi carrying for a long time.
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Adults and children wore happi coats and pressed each other, and it was exhilarating to see their dashing voices echo in the sky.