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(An essay from Sound Effect host Gabriel Spitzer) He looked wildly out of context. This was a place of ice and tundra, of weathered brown skin and tan Carhartts. But this guy showed up in neon-colored rain gear with hippie jewelry and zero explanation of why he was there. And he couldn’t really tell us — he only spoke Japanese. I was an outsider too — a reporter, based in Anchorage, Alaska. I’d traveled hundreds of miles to this remote community up against the Arctic Circle. The village is made up almost entirely of I nupiaq Eskimo people who have lived there for countless generations. I was staying in a double-wide trailer — the only lodging available in Shishmaref. And on a gray October afternoon, this brightly colored visitor showed up. A local guy had walked him over from the airstrip and was eager to hand him off. What’s he doing here, I asked? The local guy shrugged, indicated the new guy would be staying in the trailer, and took off. Takeshi was friendly enough … “I am carpenter |