Yoshio (Page 2)
Some special parking areas in Japan have more thrills to offer than luxury high-tech toilets.
Sometimes an unexpected stop at a seafood market is all you need to fill your belly and happiness meter.
A trip to visit Big Sis takes Yoshio an ocean away from Japan, and in some ways a world apart.
Things get complicated/expensive when Mr. Sato and our boss combine their intellectual powers/lack of willpower.
It’s the greatest thing I’ve ever seen, and I’m not just saying that because he signs my cheques.



































































