Settling back, you watch the rest of the play. You drift off to sleep. When you wake up, you are a geisha in feudal Japan! You have 40 different silk obis covered with beautiful patterns and you enchant everyone with your sparkling conversation and your skill on the shamisen. Your lovers include the most famous actors and politicians, and your lightest words influence national policy. Then you wake up. It was all a dream! Or was it?... for you find, in your pocket, a photo of you as a geisha, and standing next to you is the Chairman, some more geishas, and a sumo wrestler, all smiling and holding up two fingers and a thumb, as if to say, "Look how Japanese we all are!" THE END... or is it? |
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