The town newspaper wants to interview me. They'd like to know about my hobbies and my life in Japan: these things are interesting to some of their readers, I suppose.
Yesterday's evening paper had a murky image on the front cover. Discernible was a man, piping and fire extinguishers in the background and a white blur in the fore, where his hands apparently met with something. He's a teacher from the junior high school that's within spitting distance of my shrew box bed-sit and he's been caught stealing ladies' underwear. I didn't realise things like that actually happened.
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