Fiction in three parts: the uncanny meeting of an immigrant, a cashier, and an old woman
Ah, those Meiji chocolate macadamia nuts. Hard to stop once you start...
Are you supposed to stop?! :)
😊
Another great instalment. I love how you capture Aoto’s reflective isolation against the sterile hum of the konbini. You always do this so well in your writing.
Thanks a lot, Jon!
Ah, those Meiji chocolate macadamia nuts. Hard to stop once you start...
Are you supposed to stop?! :)
😊
Another great instalment. I love how you capture Aoto’s reflective isolation against the sterile hum of the konbini. You always do this so well in your writing.
Thanks a lot, Jon!