‘No freaking way’ was my first though as the BMW two-door convertible made a quick u-turn in the parking lot across from me and pulled to a stop where I was standing. ‘No freaking way.’ ‘Where are you headed?’ asked the suave looking middle-aged man behind the wheel. ‘Aizu-Wakamatsu’ was my wide eyed reply. ‘Sounds
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