SO in the mood for all this kind of thing.
The bazaar at the Salvation Army store in Tokyo is held every Saturday from 9 til 2, and on the infrequent occasions that we decide to go, D and I always end up scrambling to get out of the house in time when we would rather be staying in bed. Yet somehow the shining beacon of potential bargains always beams bright enough for us to make the long-winded journey to the bristling heart of the metropolis, Shinjuku station (the busiest station in the world – 3 million people use it every day) and from there a meandering trip to a nice little neighbourhood called Nakano-Fujimicho, where the Salvation Army has its headquarters.
It has a lovely, bustling atmosphere, very friendly and non-avaricious, Tokyoites and foreigners and people who look rather down on their luck rummaging happily…
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The Black Narcissus 
Neil Chapman, we adore you! It has been far, far, far too long. We have become old and boring. You?
– Chris & Christine (Kannai NOVA ’99)
Old and ridiculous !
How did you find your way on here, and how is Australia?
Australia was delightful when we last visited. For better or worse (it’s worse), we live in Kansas City now.
We dropped our thirteen year old son (!) off at his school dance, went to dinner, started talking about Yokohama, and Googled “Neil Chapman Japan.” The 2013 interview with you in Olfactoria’s Travels was the first hit.
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My god that was so bloody over the top, wasn’t it?
We live in a house just one street down from the one you came to before in Kitamakura.
How the dorothy is Kansas?
Dorothy today is a sweet grandmotherly figure who has decided she will accommodate herself to fascism so long as it comes with white supremacy.
I always loved your area in Kitakamakura.
We still do. There are definitely fewer white supremacists here (though there definitely are some old, racist fucks).