You wonder whether you have traded one death sentence for the next as the engine fails and the old boat moans under the angry tumbling of ocean...
Read MoreIn early autumn when female students in Japan were expected to be making scarves/mufflers and sweaters for their boyfriends as love tokens, my professor would walk into the cafeteria, walk up to a group of women knitting and ask for someone’s. He would peer at it with a critical eye and start knitting and hold a conversation with anyone in the group who was currently a student of his.
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