Soon after I began living in central Tokyo I got an unexpected visitor to my apartment- a police officer. He just turned up one day, asked some routine questions, made a few notes, and then left. Slightly alarmed by this – (was it just me? am I on some kind of watch list?), I mentioned the visit to a Japanese colleague, who put my mind at rest:
‘Oh, that’s just regular police work.
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