Let Nothing You Dismay: Some Memories of Christmas in Japan
Toward the end of each year as the trees are shrugging off their russet cloaks, to those who are susceptible, the peculiar tingling of Christmas’s magic once again makes itself known.
Toward the end of each year as the trees are shrugging off their russet cloaks, to those who are susceptible, the peculiar tingling of Christmas’s magic once again makes itself known.
I take to the streets of Tokyo to seek succor amidst the 847 square miles of the world’s biggest and most bewildering metropolitan booze-up.