It was early autumn 1991. The summer heat and sweat-lodge humidity of Tokyo were beginning to crisp up to clear mornings when the silhouette of Mount Fuji once again emerged, shimmering on the western horizon, visible from my balcony. It was no surprise that when the phone rang that it was my friend Michal. “Moshi […]
The morning of the blizzard was the first time we saw the shrew. My fifteen year old son was in the living room admiring the warmth of our much needed masonry heater when a very fat toy like creature bounced and zoomed through the room.
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