You may be reading this column between 7 a.m and 8 a.m. on Sunday morning.
At that time, I am at home, making breakfast, while listening with a transistor radio earphone in my ear, to the Nippon Hoso station and Japanese on-air personality Iruka as she takes requests from the audience and plays pop songs from decades gone by.
Exactly one year ago, on Sunday, June 13, I was doing the same thing; cooking up some eggs, sausages and hash browns, popping slices of bread in the toaster, pouring juice and coffee, when the shocking announcement was made.
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