RIP Japanese. For years I would get my newspaper from him ... I would give him money up front including a generous tip and he would deliver a paper every day without fail to the house I stayed at. One year I took his photo and on a return trip gave him 2 large copies of the picture which he was delighted to receive ... he even asked me for a lada bag for the pics to make sure they didn't get wet or dirty before he got home. I must have known him for about 25 plus years - prior to selling newspapers he was doing some work for Mr. Faulkner at the old Fishermen's Club (which I think is where Drifters Bar is now located). May he rest in peace.