There's something about walking a thousand year-old, tree-lined street of feudal Kyoto in the afternoon, then grabbing a bullet train to end the day at 3 a.m. in the glittering neon-crusted night streets of modern Tokyo that is so mind-boggling as to drive one to madness. Which reminds me of "The Edge of Madness" book I'm working on even now as I travel throughout Japan trying to catch a whiff of its flavor, over 800 years ago around the mid-1200's BCE.

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