Daniel Thompson– Author –

Walk into any multi-story game center in Japan, and your senses get a full-frontal assault. The air is a thick soup of cigarette smoke and adolescent energy, ringing with the cacophony of UFO catchers, rhythm games, and the digital war c...

There’s a specific kind of magic that happens when you duck under the short, cloth curtain—the noren—of a tiny bar in a Japanese alleyway. One moment you’re in the neon-washed, hyper-modern present of a city like Tokyo; the next, you’re ...