Beer at the Soba Shop
by Haruki Murakami
Translated by Christopher Allison
The thing that bothered me the most when I moved from the city ter to the suburbs in the summer of 1981 was that there wasnt anybody hanging around during the day. The majority of the population being white-collar, they left early in the m aurned in the evening. Since I make it a rule only to work ms and nights, I hang out in the neighborhood iernoon. Its the stra feeling. The neighbors all look at me suspiciously, so I start to feel like Ive actually done something wrong.
It seems like most of the people in town assume Im a college student.When I was out for a walk retly, this old woman called out to me "Hey, are you looking for a room,"; taxi drivers say things like "Studying must be really tough, huh?"; and the clerk at the record-rental place asked me to "Please show your student I.D."
Granted, I live in jeans and tennis shoes all year round, but Im 33 years old, and I dont t……（内容加载失败！）
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