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I shall try to define myself in a sentence with a pithy comment at the end:
I'm just an English bloke who lives in Canada after marrying a Canadian lady he met while living in Japan. Yeah, that old cliché.
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Email me for fun and frolics*! My address goes along the lines of Japanese (dot) smoth (@) gmail (dot) com.
*Actual ratio of fun to frolics may vary.
A handwritten note left under the windshield wiper of a car abandoned long ago by the side of a river
The remains of a half-smoked cigarette, with faded spots of dark red lipstick on the end, kept in a small wooden box with a meal receipt and theatre ticket stub
An elementary school class photograph in which three of the monochrome faces have been circled with a thick black marker pen
A shoelace being fought over by two birds
A notebook filled entirely with songs beginning with the same lyric: “I left my heart in a Belizean monastery”