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Comiket is the world's largest self-published comics fair, held twice a year at Tokyo Big Sight, a convention center out on the bay in a district called Ariake. The summer edition runs in the worst of the heat, draws hundreds of thousands of people over a few days, and ends with all of them trying to leave at once — most of them dragging boxes and suitcases of printed books they either brought to sell or bought to take home.
Getting out is its own event. The train lines serving the area are short and quickly overwhelmed. For years there was a fourth option besides the trains, the buses and walking: a water bus from a pier beside the venue, up the bay and then the Sumida River to Asakusa, the old-downtown district in the north of the city. On paper it was the civilized choice — a seat, a breeze, the skyline going by. The route has since been suspended.
Someone who took it once described the reality: exhausted people with enormous bags being packed onto the open deck until there was no floor left, then the boat pulling away. The word they reached for was refugee boat. Everyone who had been on it turned up to agree, and then to compete over which war film it most resembled.
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That last one ends every sentence in -desu wa, a register that reads as refined, old-money feminine speech — the voice of a manga heiress. Held steady through a story about standing squashed on a boat for an hour, the politeness is the joke: the elegance is the only thing that survives the trip.