28.06.2025, 17:42
The day of the Great Bun’ei Extravaganza dawned with the meteorological malevolence of a particularly disgruntled deity. Not content with mere snow, the heavens pelted Higashikuma with hailstones the size of frozen peas, driven by a wind that could strip paint from a battleship, as if the gods themselves were pelting village for its sins against both history and meteorology
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