From the moment you step off the Inokashira Line train, and the bells stop ringing on the platform at Kugayama Station, the quiet envelopes you and the natural world returns.
It begins on a sweaty, barely civilized island off of Africa. It begins in a chilly apartment in Evanston, Illinois. It begins in the Latin tenements of Queens. The immigrant culture of America is responsible for its bounty of diversity and the evolution of its grammar (or gramar or grammer or grammah as you see fit).
But our story really begins in ancient Rome.