Places

Kyoto, Japan

Kyoto, Japan

« A place has its own history, its own time. People who live there are living their own lives, suffering from their own problems, enjoying their own pleasures. However, the landscape encompasses them all. All of their sadness and happiness. »  —Yui Tanizaki, Writing and Place

The Britannica Concise Encyclopedia describes the city of my youth as follows:

Fukuoka City (pop., 2000 prelim.: 1,341,489) and port, JAPAN. It incorporates the former city of Hakata and is located on the...

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A Sense of Place
By Yui Tanizaki (Japan)

When I was in high school, I didn’t have friends—well, I had some, but not a lot. From the school to my home, a river ran parallel with the road, with a path on...

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I was born and raised in a suburb of Fukuoka, a city in the south of Japan. After eighteen years in Fukuoka, I went to a university in Kyoto and lived there for seven years. My parents are Japanese. They are both...

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Only a single incandescent bulb lit the room, and with the curtain wide open, she sprawled out and watched the blueness in the indigo sky slip away. There was that which was inside the room and that which...

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Juliet ditched me. When I woke up, she was gone. No message, no good-bye. She took our TV, our answering machine, our rice-cooker, our bike, my alarm-clock, my sunglasses. And she left her dumb cat. She must...

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One night Kenneth visited his love, Barbara and showed her a novel he had borrowed from Jenny, then jealous Barbara said to him that Kenneth was lucky to have so many female friends; she didn't have any male...

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Last spring, I moved from Yokoahama to Kyoto. I was a student here in the ‘90s, so I’m quite happy to be back in the city. Throughout my life, I’ve always felt itinerant—we still are in Kyoto. My husband and I live...

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In the courtyard of the Eastern Studies Institute in Kyoto, geometrically arranged are a Spanish-style fountain with a stone stem, three lines of flower beds framed with Turkish blue tiles and a Dr. Orita....

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