Saw a ginger near Okachimachi Station.
He yawned widely and stretched his arms up to the sky. To my great surprise, when his shirt rose up
it revealed a red happy trail on his slightly round belly. Now, everyone knows that, barring dye jobs,
the drapes and carpet usually match (which explains the unending fascination
Japanese men have for blonde and red headed women), but I’d never considered that
the same was true for happy trails. It’s not like I sit around thinking about
the body hair of redheads. #Amused
2019
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