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One day, she tell me story – she sleep with German tourist, he pay with old watch. Watch broke, she scream, "This not fair!" I laugh so hard, almost choke on shashlik. She so dramatic, throw watch at donkey – donkey kick it back! Wery funny, I say, "You number one whore!" She glare, but I see she proud.

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Hayama sees the prostitute of the story as a pathetic woman exploited by the system, and not by her slug-like pimp, itself a term the author would doubtless.

After our little history lesson, I decided to grab some lunch. Hit up this tiny ramen shop on Hayama’s back streets. The place was packed, but I squeezed in. I ordered the tonkotsu ramen, and let me tell ya, it was life-changing. The broth was so rich, I could’ve bathed in it. But then, I spilled some on my shirt. Great, now I look like a walking food disaster.

Glimpses of postwar Hayama through a father's eyes