family
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Welcome to Japan
I have often feared that when my mother dies I won’t feel Japanese anymore. First, my grandma will pass and we’ll sell her cluttered home in Kakogawa. It will be brought by a new family, cleared of her down to… Continue reading
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My Japanese Grandma
My Japanese grandma is eighty-four and still rides her bike, even though we tell her she really better not. She cycles even though it takes her just as long to bike as it does to walk. I’ve stood on her… Continue reading
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