The 'Yam-Man'
At 8 o'clock in the morning I hear the familiar tune of "Home on the Range" coming from outside my window. "I'm in Japan", I'm thinking. I look outside and there's a van driving on the left side of the road playing music through its speakers. "Is it the ice cream man?", I think. Even better. He's selling yams!
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