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More women in engineering isn't just a nice idea. It's a necessity.
NyanChuu🔮🇯🇵🍭8,830,229 просмотров • 2 месяцев назад

A foreigner asked me, “Are Japanese people still wearing masks because they’re scared of viruses?” Honestly? Not really. Of course, some people wear masks for health reasons. But many Japanese people wear them because they didn’t do their makeup. Because they forgot to shave. Because they look tired. Because they don’t feel like talking. Because they just don’t want to show their face today. And every spring, pollen attacks the whole country like it has a personal grudge. So no. Japan’s mask culture is not just about fear. Sometimes it’s health. Sometimes it’s manners. And sometimes it’s just, “Please don’t look at my face today.”
NyanChuu🔮🇯🇵🍭22,112 просмотров • 19 дней назад

The Great East Japan Earthquake A Sudden Goodbye. A Graduation — 15 Years Later. March 11, 2011. Eight fourth-graders in Minamisoma, Fukushima were in the middle of preparing for their seniors' graduation ceremony when the earth shook. They fled to the schoolyard—— and never came back together. Not even a "see you later." The Odaka district became an evacuation zone. Hatsupara Elementary School closed its doors. It never reopened. The eight children scattered to wherever their families could go. Nagasaki. Yamagata. Chiba. Tochigi. Kids who had laughed together in the same classroom spread across the entire country. Fifteen years later. Ryujiro Kusaka, now an actor living in Nagasaki, reached out to every single one of them. "I want us to have a graduation ceremony. At Hatsupara." All eight said yes. In January 2025, they returned to the closed schoolhouse. Without thinking, the boys ended up playing baseball in the schoolyard. Just like they used to, fifteen years ago. On March 7th — a graduation ceremony, fifteen years in the making. Their former teacher handwrote each diploma. It read: "This certifies that you have graduated from the time that stopped in fourth grade, and have taken a new step forward from here." At the end of the ceremony, Ryujiro spoke. "I just wanted to achieve something together again, like we used to. I just wanted to laugh and cry together again. In the end — I just wanted to see everyone." After the ceremony, the eight of them walked back to the closed Hatsupara Elementary School. To hold the final homeroom they never got to have. "See you later——!" The words they couldn't say fifteen years ago. They finally said them. To these eight, each walking their own path. Carry your hometown in your heart. 😭🥺✨
NyanChuu🔮🇯🇵🍭31,532 просмотров • 1 месяц назад

A 50-year-old machine makes you a hot bowl of soba in 25 seconds at 3 AM. Somewhere along a Japanese highway, a flickering fluorescent light over an empty roadside hut. A box that looks like a refrigerator. You drop in three coins. You press a button. Something starts moving inside. Refrigerated noodles drop from above. Boiling water pours into the bowl. Then the entire bowl spins. Centrifugal force drains the water. Water pours in again. It spins again. Broth is added from above. A counter ticks down: 2, 1, 0. A steaming bowl of tempura soba sits there. Total time: 25 seconds. This is a Fuji Electric machine, built in the 1970s. Before convenience stores existed, it was invented to feed long-haul truck drivers something warm in the middle of the night. At its peak, there were thousands across the country. Today, only 50 to 60 locations remain. When one breaks, there are no replacement parts. The manufacturer no longer repairs them. When a machine dies, it's gone forever. And yet, they're still running. 2 AM on a Japanese highway, a 50-year-old machine still making someone a bowl of soba in 25 seconds.
NyanChuu🔮🇯🇵🍭18,765 просмотров • 1 месяц назад
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