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I came across a strange scene when I was touring by motorcycles. It was a service area of an expressway. It was quite different from a colorful place that can be seen from the inside of an expressway - It was a concrete castle floating on the sea of rice fields that can be seen from the outside.
I came across a strange scene when I was touring by motorcycles. It was a service area of an expressway. It was quite different from a colorful place that can be seen from the inside of an expressway - It was a concrete castle floating on the sea of rice fields that can be seen from the outside.
Parking Area
Parking Area
It was, of course, not the place we can enter from the outside, but without thinking about it too seriously, I came close to peep through this place which is surrounded by fences... A ragged man suddenly popped out of a bush! A second look confirms that he wears an iron collar and a numbered tag around his neck. I was perplexed with this situation. Just then, he suddenly broke down crying and said:
"Oh, I can see a person in the outer world for the first time in 30 years." Then, he started to tell me half his life in tears.
Emboldened by vigor and youthfulness, he got on the expressway with no money when he was young. This was the start of his hell. He said to me: "At a tollbooth of the expressway I said that I do not have any money. Then I was surrounded by men in black suits and was pulled out of my car." In an instant his car was dismantled by a strange machine and only a license plate was left. There was no way that those who do not have money and a car can get out of this feudal society - the parking area. He was forced to wear an iron collar around his neck and to work for nothing there. Deprived of clothes, a car, and his name, he spent everyday in unbearably hard labor for 30 years...for a debt of only about 5000 yen. The only thing left is the number of the license plate worn around his neck...
Emboldened by vigor and youthfulness, he got on the expressway with no money when he was young. This was the start of his hell. He said to me: "At a tollbooth of the expressway I said that I do not have any money. Then I was surrounded by men in black suits and was pulled out of my car." In an instant his car was dismantled by a strange machine and only a license plate was left. There was no way that those who do not have money and a car can get out of this feudal society - the parking area. He was forced to wear an iron collar around his neck and to work for nothing there. Deprived of clothes, a car, and his name, he spent everyday in unbearably hard labor for 30 years...for a debt of only about 5000 yen. The only thing left is the number of the license plate worn around his neck...
I could not rest hearing about this story, so I tried to come close to the fence. He then shouted to keep still. I noticed that black lumps like a caterpillar were stuck to the fence โ€“ he said that high-voltage current is carried on the fence for preventing prisoners from getting away. The things for which I mistook black caterpillars were their fingers burned, charred and dropped off.
I could not rest hearing about this story, so I tried to come close to the fence. He then shouted to keep still. I noticed that black lumps like a caterpillar were stuck to the fence โ€“ he said that high-voltage current is carried on the fence for preventing prisoners from getting away. The things for which I mistook black caterpillars were their fingers burned, charred and dropped off.
The oasis of an expressway is the service area. This paradise was built on the blood of miserable people.
The oasis of an expressway is the service area. This paradise was built on the blood of miserable people.
The only thing I can do is to write down this story and let all of you know it... Please do not forget to keep money when you enter an expressway. And I hope no casualties like him happen again. Take care on your trip.
The only thing I can do is to write down this story and let all of you know it... Please do not forget to keep money when you enter an expressway. And I hope no casualties like him happen again. Take care on your trip.
"The Kosame Daizu paperback series full of whims and fancy" Suikyou Bunko
"The Kosame Daizu paperback series full of whims and fancy" Suikyou Bunko
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้…”็‹‚ๆ–‡ๅบซใ€€ใ‚ตใƒผใƒ“ใ‚นใ‚จใƒชใ‚ข

ใƒ„ใƒผใƒชใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€

ๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸ้ขจๆ™ฏใซๅ‡บไผšใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚

ใใ‚Œใฏ้ซ˜้€Ÿ้“่ทฏใฎๅค–ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€็”ฐใ‚“ใผใฎๆตทใซๆตฎใ‹ใถใ‚ตใƒผใƒ“ใ‚นใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใ€‚

ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ๅค–ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ ดๆ‰€ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€

ใƒ•ใ‚งใƒณใ‚นใซๅ›ฒใ‚ใ‚Œไธ‹็•Œใ‹ใ‚‰้š”้›ขใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใใ“ใซใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—่ฆ—ใ„ใฆใฟใ‚ˆใ†ใจ่ฟ‘ใฅใใจโ€ฆ

็ช็„ถ่Œ‚ใฟใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒœใƒญใƒœใƒญใฎไบบใŒ้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใฆใใพใ—ใŸ๏ผ

่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจ้ฆ–ใซใฏ้‰„่ฃฝใฎ้ฆ–่ผชใจ็•ชๅทใŒใ€‚

ใ„ใฃใŸใ„ไฝ•ใ”ใจใ‹ใจ้ฉšใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€

ใใฎไบบใฏๆ€ฅใซใ€ๆณฃใๅดฉใ‚Œใฆใ“ใ†่จ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚

ใ€Œๅ—šๅ‘ผโ€ฆ๏ผ“๏ผๅนดใถใ‚Šใซโ€ฆๅค–ใฎไบบ้–“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใŸโ€ฆใ€

โ€ฆใใ†ใ—ใฆๅฝผใฏๆถ™ใชใŒใ‚‰ใซ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅŠ็”Ÿใ‚’็งใซ่ชžใฃใฆใใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€‚

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่‹ฅใ„ๆ™‚ๅˆ†ใ€ๅ‹ขใ„ใจ่‹ฅใ•ใซไปปใ›ใฆใ€็„กไธ€ๆ–‡ใง้ซ˜้€Ÿ้“่ทฏใซ

ๅ…ฅใฃใŸใฎใŒใ€ใ“ใฎๅœฐ็„ใฎๅง‹ใพใ‚Šใงใ—ใŸใ€‚

้ซ˜้€Ÿ้“่ทฏๅ‡บๅฃใงๅ‡บใ‚‹้‡‘ใŒใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใจใ€

ใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใ‚‚ใชใ้ป’ๆœใฎ็”ท้”ใซๅ–ใ‚Šๅ›ฒใพใ‚Œใ€

่ปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ๅผ•ใใšใ‚Šๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใจ่จ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚

ใใ—ใฆ่ปŠใฏไธๆ€่ญฐใชๆฉŸๆขฐใงใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซใ€

ใƒŠใƒณใƒใƒผใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒˆใ ใ‘ใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ—่งฃไฝ“ใ•ใ‚Œใ—ใพใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚

ใŠ้‡‘ใ‚‚่ปŠใ‚‚ใชใ„่€…ใŒๅฐๅปบ็คพไผšใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒ‘ใƒผใ‚ญใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใ‚‹่ก“ใฏใชใใ€

้ฆ–ใซ้‹ผ้‰„่ฃฝใฎ้ฆ–่ผชใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€

ๅฝผใฏใใ“ใงใ‚ฟใƒ€ๅŒ็„ถใงๅƒใ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใจใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚

ๆœใ‚‚่ปŠใ‚‚ๅๅ‰ใ‚‚ๅ–ใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ๆฏŽๆ—ฅ้Ž้…ทใชๅŠดๅƒใฎๆ—ฅใ€…โ€ฆ

ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸใฎใฏ้ฆ–ใซๆŽ›ใ‹ใ‚‹ใƒŠใƒณใƒใƒผใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒˆใฎๆ•ฐๅญ—ใ ใ‘โ€ฆ

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ใใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใใ€็งใฏใ„ใฆใ‚‚็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใš

ใƒ•ใ‚งใƒณใ‚นใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใ“ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€

ๅฝผใฏๅซใ‚“ใงใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚

ใ‚ˆใ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใƒ•ใ‚งใƒณใ‚นใซใฏ้ป’ใ„่Š‹่™ซใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅกŠใŒใ„ใใคใ‚‚ใคใ„ใฆใŠใ‚Šโ€ฆ

้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ•ใฌใ‚ˆใ†ใซใƒ•ใ‚งใƒณใ‚นใซใฏ้ซ˜ๅœง้›ปๆตใŒๆตใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚

้ป’ใ„่Š‹่™ซใ ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใใ‚Œใฏใ€

้ซ˜ๅœง้›ปๆตใง็„ผใ็„ฆใŒใ•ใ‚Œใ€็‚ญใซใชใฃใฆใจใ‚ŒใŸๅ›šไบบ้”ใฎๆŒ‡ใงใ—ใŸใ€‚
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้ซ˜้€Ÿ้“่ทฏใฎใ‚ชใ‚ขใ‚ทใ‚นใ€ใ‚ตใƒผใƒ“ใ‚นใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใ€‚

ใใฎๆฅฝๅœ’ใฏใ€ๆ‚ฒใ—ใ„ไบบใ€…ใฎ่ก€ใฎไธŠใซ็ฏ‰ใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ™โ€ฆ
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โ€ฆใ‚ใŸใ—ใซใงใใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใ€ใ•ใ•ใ‚„ใ‹ใช

่จ€่‘‰ใซใ—ใŸใŸใ‚ใ€็š†ๆง˜ใซ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ—ใ‹ใงใใพใ›ใ‚“โ€ฆ

ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€้ซ˜้€Ÿ้“่ทฏใธๅ…ฅใ‚‹้š›ใฏใใ‚Œใใ‚Œใ‚‚ใŠ้‡‘ใ‚’ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใพใ›ใฌใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€

ใใ—ใฆใ€ๅฝผใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็Š ็‰ฒ่€…ใ‚’ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†๏ผ’ๅบฆใจๅ‡บใ•ใฌใ‚ˆใ†โ€ฆ

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    I came across a strange scene when I was touring by motorcycles. It was a service area of an expressway. It was quite different from a colorful place that can be seen from the inside of an expressway - It was a concrete castle floating on the sea of rice fields that can be seen from the outside.
    I came across a strange scene when I was touring by motorcycles. It was a service area of an expressway. It was quite different from a colorful place that can be seen from the inside of an expressway - It was a concrete castle floating on the sea of rice fields that can be seen from the outside.
    Parking Area
    Parking Area
    It was, of course, not the place we can enter from the outside, but without thinking about it too seriously, I came close to peep through this place which is surrounded by fences... A ragged man suddenly popped out of a bush! A second look confirms that he wears an iron collar and a numbered tag around his neck. I was perplexed with this situation. Just then, he suddenly broke down crying and said:
    "Oh, I can see a person in the outer world for the first time in 30 years." Then, he started to tell me half his life in tears.
    Emboldened by vigor and youthfulness, he got on the expressway with no money when he was young. This was the start of his hell. He said to me: "At a tollbooth of the expressway I said that I do not have any money. Then I was surrounded by men in black suits and was pulled out of my car." In an instant his car was dismantled by a strange machine and only a license plate was left. There was no way that those who do not have money and a car can get out of this feudal society - the parking area. He was forced to wear an iron collar around his neck and to work for nothing there. Deprived of clothes, a car, and his name, he spent everyday in unbearably hard labor for 30 years...for a debt of only about 5000 yen. The only thing left is the number of the license plate worn around his neck...
    Emboldened by vigor and youthfulness, he got on the expressway with no money when he was young. This was the start of his hell. He said to me: "At a tollbooth of the expressway I said that I do not have any money. Then I was surrounded by men in black suits and was pulled out of my car." In an instant his car was dismantled by a strange machine and only a license plate was left. There was no way that those who do not have money and a car can get out of this feudal society - the parking area. He was forced to wear an iron collar around his neck and to work for nothing there. Deprived of clothes, a car, and his name, he spent everyday in unbearably hard labor for 30 years...for a debt of only about 5000 yen. The only thing left is the number of the license plate worn around his neck...
    I could not rest hearing about this story, so I tried to come close to the fence. He then shouted to keep still. I noticed that black lumps like a caterpillar were stuck to the fence โ€“ he said that high-voltage current is carried on the fence for preventing prisoners from getting away. The things for which I mistook black caterpillars were their fingers burned, charred and dropped off.
    I could not rest hearing about this story, so I tried to come close to the fence. He then shouted to keep still. I noticed that black lumps like a caterpillar were stuck to the fence โ€“ he said that high-voltage current is carried on the fence for preventing prisoners from getting away. The things for which I mistook black caterpillars were their fingers burned, charred and dropped off.
    The oasis of an expressway is the service area. This paradise was built on the blood of miserable people.
    The oasis of an expressway is the service area. This paradise was built on the blood of miserable people.
    The only thing I can do is to write down this story and let all of you know it... Please do not forget to keep money when you enter an expressway. And I hope no casualties like him happen again. Take care on your trip.
    The only thing I can do is to write down this story and let all of you know it... Please do not forget to keep money when you enter an expressway. And I hope no casualties like him happen again. Take care on your trip.
    "The Kosame Daizu paperback series full of whims and fancy" Suikyou Bunko
    "The Kosame Daizu paperback series full of whims and fancy" Suikyou Bunko

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