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Re: Sasuke App. Part VI.
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[Private.]

I went into town today to see a Japanese movie. They don’t usually show foreign movies, and I had nothing to do. I don’t remember what it was about, because I didn’t really watch it. I wanted to see if I could still understand any of it, but they paired it with subtitles in English and I was distracted, so I closed my eyes and listened.

It was too fast. I could catch a few things, some phrases or words that were familiar, but nothing else. It’s been … seven years, with no one to talk to in that language, so I guess it’s not that surprising. I can still remember a few conversations in my head in Japanese, though, which is why it’s so strange to me that I’ve forgotten it all. I could probably just refresh, but … there’s no point. It’s not like I’m ever going to go back. Or find him.

I still think about him, but not as much. He’s probably dead, for all I know. Either way, he’s lost. I still remember the name of our home, though. Maybe one day I’ll go back.