Ronald & Tony

The letter to a missing city

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Timber footbridge crowded with porters carrying bundles, no soldiers battle or danger. Group blocked this side of inlet; destination pine landing visible beyond. Jun fish sign and mother beside him. : Jun: We’ll never get through in time!

Local boatman navy work robe beige headcloth beside broad wooden ferry safely moored against low dock. Ronald at dock. : Boatman: I can take you across the inlet. Climb aboard.

Group seated securely in stable broad wooden ferry, boatman rows with one coherent long sculling oar. Jun holds fish sign in lap, mother next to him. Flat blue ink-ripple water. : Ronald: Stay seated, Jun. Tony, can you see him?

Tony flying above riverside landing, sees father Daichi short black hair small moustache moss-green kimono cream shoulder bundle waiting near crooked pine and empty riverside shop. Passenger boat captain calls from his separate boat. : Captain: Last call! Tony: One man. One bundle. Very worried!

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Timber footbridge crowded with porters carrying bundles, no soldiers battle or danger. Group blocked this side of inlet; destination pine landing visible beyond. Jun fish sign and mother beside him.
Jun: We’ll never get through in time!

Local boatman navy work robe beige headcloth beside broad wooden ferry safely moored against low dock. Ronald at dock.
Boatman: I can take you across the inlet. Climb aboard.

Group seated securely in stable broad wooden ferry, boatman rows with one coherent long sculling oar. Jun holds fish sign in lap, mother next to him. Flat blue ink-ripple water.
Ronald: Stay seated, Jun. Tony, can you see him?

Tony flying above riverside landing, sees father Daichi short black hair small moustache moss-green kimono cream shoulder bundle waiting near crooked pine and empty riverside shop. Passenger boat captain calls from his separate boat.
Captain: Last call! Tony: One man. One bundle. Very worried!