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2,130 words in 136 moments in 34 cities since February 7th, 2013
Kamakura — Here we have the little immobile brewmobile of Idobata1, named after the Yagō2 in Zushi to which our friendly proprietor retires after a long day of slow brews for slower-moving visitors from Connecti...
Tokyo — 定 tei – fixed, constant / 食 shoku – food, meal Most restaurants in Tokyo are hard-coded to satisfy a specific person or group of people, at a specific moment in their existence, with just the right...
Naganohara — We spent three nights in a cabin in the woods with one hundred grams of Oya’s near black beans, a 707, a monosynth and a bag of marshmallows. For me, this was a much needed retreat into multiple stat...
If not now, then when?
The impermanence of mint-choco ice
Coal mine navigator
Today's office is the best office
Flipping the record
West Saharan math equations
Digestif at the night market
Johnny on the rocks
Evan on la Seine
The anywhere crew
2LDK 西向き 角部屋
The shoes on our feet
Sometimes a little breakage (and a little pig) can make you stronger.
An observation in passing.
A night of City Tales
No one could bear to tell Alban that it wasn't turned on - he was having too much fun.
Tasting in progress
In the bowels of Buddha
Truck stop coffee
Amal and Craig go to Kamakura.
Sensei and family
Sweet cabin music
We are now climate controlled.
Arts and crafts
Checked in, checked out.
Well, that happened.
The business of Eiko. The Eiko of business.
Luis loves his new pen
Weird shit going down in Kiba today. Police barricading several blocks.
Beware of fire.
Recovering in the shade of the imperial pines
DJ Towa at the wheels
Jan Tschichold at GGG, an œuvre of contrasts and convictions, tension, but never indecision.
Falling every which way
Nagase Ale in progress
No shade here.
Is this the Chuo line?
Nagisa Bridge, bridge to the bridge.
Getting started at Shibaura House
Tokyo subway station art and architecture: a thousand visions of the near future from the recent past.
Then I found an opening.
Pasha, pasha, pasha!
Neverend of the world
This ought to be good.
Preparing for City Tales at Shibaura House.
Mary's audience pt. 2
Throw 'em up!
Brooklyn de Betable
A steady lean
Time stands still.
Late summer struttin’
Today there were printed flowers on the office toilet paper, and someone sent me a Prezi. When did I lose control?
Party up in the 246
Humanity is found in the little ugly bits we burn off so as not to disgust one another. In the bits, the disgust and the burn.
Muffled air-con advisory from Minato
World wider zombie war.
Connect with something…
Just another Sunday sauce operation
Lunch with silent partners
And then a little, guilty explosion.
Blues on the lake
Chiseling away at a paragraph in the hot corner, good side of the storm, and the wine.
Heads down, hands and eyes on the katsu, at the Kanda teishoku peep show.
Radiolab making a mess of me on the train again. I think I need to build myself a listening room.
Shibuya station: the best we can manage at the moment, for as long as you can remember.
Love in June is a mom waiting outside the station exit with an umbrella.
Tokyo rule: Broken umbrellas are buried in shallow graves.