Dear You,

Tokyo is beautiful this time of year. The streets smell of funnel cakes and Virginia Slims. I think I found my new muse. She wants to come to America with me. When she finishes her studies, she'll be on her way. Her name is Teo. And she speaks 3 different languages fluently.

We love our friends. And I love Japan.

I'm glad to be home again.

J. Harlem

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