Every convenience store in Japan sells clothes. Emergency clothes. Say you missed the last train home and have to prop yourself in a comic book café cubicle all night, then head straight back to the hamster wheel the next morning. Your white shirt no longer passes muster, and your underwear? Let’s not go there. Convenience store to the rescue! Snag yourself a new white shirt, a pair-plus-a-spare of choners, and some clean sox for about $35.
But that doesn’t explain THE BLACK TIES. In Japan, men always wear plain white ties to weddings and plain black ties to funerals. They don’t sell white ties at convenience stores, but they’ve always got a stock of black ones. Does that suggest that having to suddenly go to a funeral is a fairly common hazard of life here? Yikes.
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Writing mystery books set in Tokyo is mostly what I do, but I also blog about the odd stuff I see every day in Japan. I'm a graduate of Stanford University and the Sendagaya Japanese Institute in Tokyo, and a member of the International Thriller Writers, the Mystery Writers of America, and Sisters In Crime. When I'm not in Tokyo, I live in San Francisco. I also host a travel site called The Tokyo Guide I Wish I'd Had, so if you're headed to Japan and want to check out the places I take my friends when they're in town, take a look!