Naked in Narita
IT WAS A FEBRUARY EVENING. I had just arrived in Tokyo after eight days of crisscrossing the Far East and my circadian rhythm was a wreck. In addition to being tired, I was somewhat tipsy, since my captain had insisted I join him for drinks at the karaoke pub next door to the hotel. I quickly downed...
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