Here's one way that living in Tokyo beats Ibaraki: food.
I no longer have to crave western food, tokyo has everything. This includes one of my favourite cuisines: falafel and houmous.
I had "almost-as-good-but-still-pretty-far-from-the-actual-thing" falafel in Shibuya with some old Ibaraki chums.
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