ocr: But Tokyo wasn't Okinawa. "Eventually it got: so Icouldn't stand it," Kuma said. "The counter was: full of Japanese business- men on cellular phones! Buying property all over the world! Money, money, money! Everything was money!" Kuma's wife, Kazuyo, brought out a tray of pineapple, guava, mango, and kiwi garlanded in orchids and hibiscus. It was: some- thing to be framed, not eaten, and it moved me to ask this master sushi carver what the difference was between Okinawans and Japa- nese. "The heart, - he answered immediately. Ninjo- - human feel- ings. Up there it's cold." He threw up a hand t ...
