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The Midnight Diner in Shinjuku

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The Midnight Diner in Shinjuku
Glowing Japanese Lantern in Rain
Red lantern glowing at the entrance to Golden Gai alley.

There is no written menu. The master serves a steaming bowl of dashi and miso that tastes precisely like the last home-cooked meal you shared with someone who is no longer here.

Customers pay not in yen, but by leaving a single token of memory in a cedar box beneath the counter.

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