In a certain town. Unfortunately, the day of my stay coincided with a typhoon. Thankfully there was one bistrot open. Pass through the shop curtain and enter inside. Every seat seemed to be empty, so I proceeded to the back of the counter. Calabash-shaped chopstick rests were placed at equal intervals on the table. There was a silent TV, and a baseball game was playing. From the displayed shochu, choose a “Bright rural village” and place your order. On the bookshelf were sports newspapers, comic magazines, and The Brothers Karamazov. For a while I hear the sound of rain hitting the door.
