Kusamakura
Kusamakura
““I look like a Tokyo man, do I?”
“Look like it? Why, a single glance . . . First off, I can tell just from hearin’ you speak.”
“Can you tell whereabouts in Tokyo?”
“Yees, well, Tokyo’s awful big, ain’t it. But I’d make a stab it’s not the downtown part. Uptown Yamanote area, I’d say. Maybe Kojimachi? No? Well then, Koishigawa? Well, it must be Ushigome or Yotsuya, then?”
“Not too far wrong, yes. You certainly know your Tokyo, don’t you.”
“You wouldn’t know it to look at me, but I’m an old Tokyo...ite myself.”
“So that’s it. I could tell you had some style.”
He chuckles. “Not a bit of it! Just look at me now, misery that I am. . . .”
“So how did you end up spending your days in a place like this?”
“No kidding, you’ve hit the nail on the head there, sir. End up here is exactly what I’ve done. Just couldn’t make ends meet. . . .”
“Have you always been boss of a barbershop?”
“Not a boss, a worker. What’s that? Where, you say?MoreLess
“Look like it? Why, a single glance . . . First off, I can tell just from hearin’ you speak.”
“Can you tell whereabouts in Tokyo?”
“Yees, well, Tokyo’s awful big, ain’t it. But I’d make a stab it’s not the downtown part. Uptown Yamanote area, I’d say. Maybe Kojimachi? No? Well then, Koishigawa? Well, it must be Ushigome or Yotsuya, then?”
“Not too far wrong, yes. You certainly know your Tokyo, don’t you.”
“You wouldn’t know it to look at me, but I’m an old Tokyo...ite myself.”
“So that’s it. I could tell you had some style.”
He chuckles. “Not a bit of it! Just look at me now, misery that I am. . . .”
“So how did you end up spending your days in a place like this?”
“No kidding, you’ve hit the nail on the head there, sir. End up here is exactly what I’ve done. Just couldn’t make ends meet. . . .”
“Have you always been boss of a barbershop?”
“Not a boss, a worker. What’s that? Where, you say?MoreLess
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