Day unknown. Month unknown. I continue to live among these unusual people. I am their captive, in that I cannot escape. Mostly, I’m treated with a kind of a mild neglect as if I were a stray dog or an unwelcome guest. Everyone is polite. Everyone smiles and bows. But beneath their courtesy, I detect a deep reservoir of feeling.They are an intriguing people. From the moment they wake they devote themselves to the perfection of whatever they pursue. I have never seen such discipline.