I apologize for today’s substandard phone snap papparazzi’d in the murky basement depths of Nakano Broadway, but I’ll try to make it up to you by quoting the swoonworthy script emblazoned on the back of young Romeo’s jacket:
“How nice it is to have you in my life.
You are my everything and
I mean my everything.
I remember the first time we met,
it was like a puppy going home for
the first time after being in
the pound for days.”
Read a novel set in Tokyo…