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I'm in the Bellevue Uwajimaya munching marinated bean sprouts as I often do when the Wendling's at Sunday school when I spy a card on the table: "Meet Badtz Maru." (Hello Kitty was yesterday.) Sure enough, a seven-foot plush penguin shuffles by. Right about then a couple of old Japanese ladies set up a koto and shamisen and get classical on our butts for about a half an hour. I manuever around behind them and check out their alien musical notation.

Damn, I love this town.