Langley

Alex bounded into Brian's office to find his friend deeply engrossed in an assortment of newspaper clippings, some in Japanese, others in English, covering the surface of his desk.

"Well, I'm off to the Big Apple. See you again on Friday."

"Hm."

Brain's response was preoccupied. Alex approached to take a closer look at what was absorbing his host.

"May I see?"

"What? Oh sure. It's not classified, just strange."

"Newspaper clippings. Obituaries."