Fatally Beaten Homeless Man

When I was in College I used to go to the little park next to school. Sometimes I would try to talk to this homeless man. (He is holding my business card in this picture.)
To communicate, sometimes I would sing a Japanese nursery rhyme my sister Gina taught me when I was a baby. Little did I know that was Yoshio Nakada's preferred method of communication.
Here is the Washington Post article.