In all the time I've lived in Japan I haven't once enjoyed the thrilling indignity of being mistaken for a Japanese. Always I am Pepsi on the Japanese palate. If I could speak the language (at all), I'd ask a Japanese just how they fine-tune their wheat/chaff radar. As it is, I can only speculate as to what is my Gaijin Giveaway, and ask what you think might be yours....
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