One day in May, 1972 a 18 year-old girl visited my house.
She was crying at that time.
"What happen?"
I said to her.
"I decided to back to Osaka city."
She answered.
"Why?"
"I don't like Water of Tokyo."
"You can entrance the famous university. You had better continue the life of Tokyo."
"No, I can't. I'll back to Osaka next week."
"Oh, NO. Stop."
She began to cry again.
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