The Glorious, Almost-Disconnected Boredom of My Walk in Japan

The jazz cafe was tiny, with a few polished wood tables, a record collection on display, and two beautiful speakers. The owner, in his 70s, wore a porkpie hat and a sleeve garter. I'd stumbled into this place during a long walk through a stretch of rural Japan.

Lenny Martinez Dominguez

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