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He knew his ilk - white, middle-aged, working class males - were supposed to strive for, be impressed with acquisition with wealth. Berlin wasn't; what obsessed him was discovery but not land, sea nor space. No, he was obsessed by the discovery of his inner self, his inner life. From boyhood on, he had had a recurring dream. He dreamed of Japan. As an adult, he had undergone past-life regression and it had confirmed that he had been a samurai. He filled his life with Japanese culture: he ate sushi, watched Anime, listened to Japanese musicians like Hikaru Utada and he studied Nihongo. It was a difficult language to learn. He sought out opportunities to practice.
She poked her head out from behind her book and said politely, "500 Northwest Marine Drive, please."
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