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a novel by stanley lieber
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ISBN-10: 1791567878
ISBN-13: 978-1791567873
地
Where do you want to go today?
Over the years
Who could say why she wanted to go
Cameron fried an egg
Joining the priesthood had been a mistake
Drawn by morning
The branches and leaves turn back on themselves
Returning to Japan had been a mistake
Shinji was gone and Cameron didn’t care
水
Sleep was no longer an option
He completed the job and moved on to his next assignment
Back in Japan, things were quiet
Perhaps a month later he was still thinking about her
The Bay Area was too expensive
The business was failing
Nah
He smelled solder
His brother’s death affected him more than he expected
火
Stan had always self-identified as a stork
Stan never tampered with the mail
No, he was serious
The team was coming together
The job did not go as planned
None of it was real
Muted colors shifted slowly
He kept the big box of tapes under his bed
Part of the deal had been to surrender his position on the team
風
YOU CAN’T GO TO AMERICA
Daisuke gave up on giving up
It was no closer to happening
Daisuke’s marketing plan
It was a dumb way to think about it
Daisuke did not particularly miss the business
No, there would be no New Era
The boy on the skateboard
RIN
空
Geo’s plastic skateboard had been a gift from his father
Geo was patriotic, sure
Of course, no number of boards would ever be enough
Geo’s handwriting was terrible
When he tried again he took along the boombox
PERSONAL INVENTORY
Geo wasn’t certain when the interrogation had begun
He was given full run of the half-pipe for one hour a week
He wasn’t Cameron, or Andrew, or Shinji, or Carmine, or Stan, or Daisuke, or Daisuke’s boss