Aki Japanese Tourist Part 1
I was minding my own business at the Battery in Manhattan one Friday morning in June, when a bus pulled up and emptied at least 100 Japanese tourists, all wearing white shorts and blue shirts with giant plastic credential holders around their necks. I stood and watched them. I went over what I had to do that day: nothing that couldn’t wait. I decided to try and cut a pretty Jap girl from the herd and see what happened.I figured I had one shot to get it right. I studied the crowd carefully. ...