Just got back from Hiroshima, where I met cool people and had fun, but at the same time had this immense feeling of guilt There are little reminders everywhere of just how aweful people can be to each other. I feel like i owe Japan some kind of atonement. When I was at the A-bomb dome, an old japanese man there smiled at me and i felt like crying.
Nothing like man's inhumanity to man to give the spirits a boost, eh?
Nothing like man's inhumanity to man to give the spirits a boost, eh?