When we finally entered the hot spring street proper, I reminded me of something I read in a magazine, an inn redesigned by some "famous" architect, and indeed it was there (but booked for the day, so we could not go even if we had plenty of money to burn). Fortunately, we had time to go and use the one and only hot springs available until closing time (just ten minutes, but enough time to luxuriate in its waters- I being the only one there in the men's bath, my companions were in the women's one)
It is one of those places, increasingly rare, which I think to myself, oh, I should come again.
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| the dance was magic, as was the moon. |





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