What I Learned from Starbucks (1)
At 8:20 p.m., I squeeze myself onto an overflowing train. Dazzling skyscrapers soar into the sky. Luxurious boutiques punctuate the streets. The world’s most populated city never sleeps.Yes, life in corporate Japan is stimulating. But perhaps too stimulating at times. Navigating the urban landscape, still somewhat awkwardly, I set my eyes on the distinctive green logo and walk into a Starbucks, or "sutaba" as they call it in Japan.Admittedly, I am a product of espresso culture. I relax with a cupof caramel macchiato. Engulfed in the smell of coffee, I think longingly of my time in the Emerald City. Leisurely strolls on Bainbridge Island and the night view of luminous Seattle skyscrapers my f
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