In the fifties, with the occupation of Japan. The Korean war - this is the place to be. Two shipmates and I rented an old house up in the hills, overlooking the bay of Tokyo. After two weeks or so, the three of us are going to see Japan. We got on the bus to go downtown. It stops at every street, so we knew it would reach downtown. We are then back at the house, and our cook asked if we need someone who can speak english. The cook went to the neighbors...