KANDA Torafugu

Three of us, former university classmates, met in the early evening for our first reunion after the big earthquake. I hadn't met one for five years and the other for almost two years. Close friends from way back. Too close in some ways. 
We've become true ojisan now. Three old guys in the Kanda streetscape. 
 
First a few rounds of beer. Bottoms up at a Japanese izakaya. 
We all got a little drunk, musing over freshly revived memories. 
 
More Karaoke parlors had sprung up around the station. Twinkling neon-lights lured us in for a song or two until the time came to catch the last train time. 
 
Are we 'old familiar faces'? Must be, must be.