This is the last of a two-part series on Japanese-Nigerian families torn between Asia and Africa. The first part can be found here.
On his first night out of jail, Nosa goes back to work soliciting customers for a Roppongi hostess club. Business is slow; two clubs in the neighborhood recently closed. He glances down the block and remarks that the only Nigerian profiting from the evening's work is a woman selling meat pies out of a Styrofoam cooler.
"If I can settle the matter of my son," he says, "I might leave this place."
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