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He slanted eyes, her tawny completion, and her jet black hair intrigued him. He mulled over his observations and came to a conclusion. The knowledge that he would soon lose this opportunity prompted him to act.
"That will be forty dollars." He said in Nihongo as he parked the cab.
"Pardon me, I don't understand..."
"Nihongo -- but you are Japanese."
"No, I'm..."
"Japanese-Canadian." Aw, Yonsei, Berlin thought.
"No, English-Canadian."
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