Grocery Shopping with the Dragon Ladies

Steve Finbow — Mon, 14 Mar 2016 17:22:37 +0000

Walking along Hisago Dori, a covered street in Tokyo’s Asakusa neighborhood festooned with paper lanterns and ribbed with red pillars, a friend and I were looking in the shop windows at the piles of mochi (rice cake), the ranks of plastic sushi, at the kimonos and the yukatas. I had lived in Asakusa for about six months and had just about got the hang of street etiquette, the pedestrians, cyclists and rickshaws that moved around the areas that bordered Sensōji […]

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The Happy Islets of Langerhans

Steve Finbow — Mon, 02 Nov 2015 13:37:51 +0000

“My journey seemed perfect, well, at least one part of it—a dolphin swimming in a kitchen sink.” I wrote these words in a diary on January 3rd, 2003. I have no idea why. They may not even be my words. I would not write them now, reality television having abducted the concept of “journey” for its weight-loss and amateur talent shows, where we hear it spoken before the onset of maudlin piano or swelling strings. On January 6th, I find […]

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Grocery Shopping with the Dragon Ladies

The Happy Islets of Langerhans