The X Factor winner James Arthur: My hellish night in a prison cell


Clipped bushes, classic little bobbles… we’d disparagingly call meatballs if they were lined up in front of a burger outlet in North Carolina. Does the fact that they were in a historic monastery garden in Kyoto make them any different? A bobble is a bobble is a bobble, isn’t it? Here of course I could appreciate their being parts of a whole , but still felt each one was an example of something I personally do not care for.

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