Comment by anotherevan

In the early to mid nineties I worked in Tokyo outer suburbs on and off for a bit - working ridiculous hours. One fond-in-retrospect memory is in the late evening or early AM hours going up to a vending machine on the train platform, getting a nice hot can of coffee and sticking it and my hands in my coat pockets to keep warm until the train got there. Then once in the heated carriage cracking it open and drinking it to keep me awake for the ride back to the hotel.