Chicago Review, March 22nd, 1998
I fell in love with the Nemesis in the summer of 1978. That was Tokyo. A town not impartial to romance. Any city will do when you're in love - St. Louis, Pads, New York - all you need is a park, a few lonely lanes and a care or two. Everywhere you have the night. Idle a while under a streetlight and you charge that spot with a moment of memory. Enough of these moments and you will ping emotionally everywhere you go, uptown, downtown, at crosswalks and monuments, waterfronts and alleys, under glowing clocks and signposts. Time goes by. Then the town belongs to the one you loved. Before and aft...
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