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Train Conductor

December 10, 2010
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Mhari was a train conductor. She saw that I didn’t have my luggage under my seat, or underneath my chair. She had to give me a lecture in Japanese. It went for a long time. One question she asked was, “How did you pack your bags?” I gestured franticly like I was throwing things in. “You seem to do a lot of things that way,” She said. She made me miss my stop.

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