"I wonder that you will still be talking, Signior Benedick: nobody marks you."

My Japanese classes in Tokyo were a pretty mixed bunch. But one term the class split pretty much into assorted-white-westerners (American, Australian, a Brit and me) and Koreans (a 40ish man, a 30ish man and a 20ish woman.) Eventually I started noticing something. ( Read more... )

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But what I really came to talk about was ghosts. In Toronto. In daycares.
( Ghost stories inside. You have been warned )