Twenty years ago, when I lived in Tokyo, my best friend was the Frenchman, Max. We spent many a long evening together, chatting in French about our days and about our adventures in Japan at the Canadian Coffee House near our dormitory, or at many other cafes throughout Tokyo. Twenty years later, we shared a wonderful meal and beautiful evening together with Max and his family in their home outside of Paris. What a reunion!
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