With that raincoat on, I looked like a whale calf that had lost its way, or a discarded football, blackened from lying in the trash. The city hall building is a black steel frame covered with black glass, like a great black mirror you have to pass it to get to the train station. Once, hoping to make myself more inconspicuous, I took to wearing a long black raincoat-but any hope I might have had was swept away when I walked by the new city hall complex on the broad avenue leading up to the station. I stand five feet eight inches tall, weigh two hundred and fifteen pounds, and have round shoulders and stumpy arms and legs. ![]() The narrator then goes on to advance the story in an intriguing way: ![]() The entire opening paragraph piques our curiosity, but especially the final sentence. My nickname trails after me like a shadow. Besides, I’d rather not run into anyone I know. ![]() It takes me the better part of an hour to drive there, but since my purchases include a lot of specialized items-faucet packing, spare blades for power tools, large laminated dry cells, that sort of thing-the local shops won’t do. ![]() Once a month I go shopping downtown, near the prefectural offices.
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