image: Eduardo Mueses“That ear of corn just wanted to go home”
Once, on the east side of Shinjuku’s South Exit, I heard the most divine jazz saxophone that I have ever heard. Now I walk that way whenever I can, but I’ve never heard it again.
Recently, when I stopped to listen to the J-pop, I noticed a man standing nearby. He had the standard black suit, a fussy face, and on his head was metallic blue fez, with a gold tassle. He was twiddling his lustrous white cell phone. His other hand was holding a leash.
The leash led to a collar, studded, snug, and his pet: a dusty and bedraggled ear of corn. The green had gone gray, no silk was left. Evidently he’d been walking his ear of corn all over Tokyo.
The poor thing just lay there, too exhausted to move. That ear of corn just wanted to go home.
For once, passersby actually stared. These are the rules in Tokyo: you are permitted to look at babies and at pets.
location information
- Name: Shinjuku Station, South Exit
- Address: Shinjuku Station, South Exit
- Time of story: evening
- Latitude: 35.689701
- Longitude: 139.701558
- Map: Google Maps
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