Hot, muggy air, broken sidewalks, neighborhoods that leapfrog from opulent to artsy to straining hard to poor and then back again, cicadas buzzing and dragonflies dancing, porch swings with cushions, giant, lush trees softening the heat. Everybody you pass says “Hey” and nods. Hey, midtown.
About July McAtee
American gal turned Japanese "salaryman" for a while. I'm blogging my experiences as my daughter and I move from Silicon Valley to Japan and beyond.
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