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‘Anna Sherman’s beautifully written evocation of Tokyo resembles no other. Her purposeful roaming, ever grounded by her beloved Daibo Coffee Shop (now gone) in Aoyama, took her to places few visitors have heard of and to people few will ever meet. This is no history or guidebook. It is a meditation, a prose poem on the city and time.’

- Royall Tyler more reviews