昔々 (a long time ago),
In a country not entirely unlike Japan, there was an old city called 古い市. And in this city there was the dojo of the Shinkansen School of Martial Arts. So powerful was the Shinkansen School that that it dominated the entire region, and no other schools were practiced.
Among the masters of the Shinkansen school was a great blind monk. So familiar was he with the Shinkansen School that he could anticipate the moves of any student through a combination of sound and kbowledge of Shinkansen Martial Arts alone.
One day, a challenger from some place that is definitely not the Ryukyu Islands appeared and challenged the blind master.
The challenger took but one step. The blind master, used as he was to the patterns of the Shinkansen school, tripped without the expected counterweight of his opponent, fell off the platform, hit his head on a rock, and immediately died.
The blind master is the simulated Freud of the above post, as my parents never divorced, nor were they ever close to divorce.