Good morning Tokyo sun.
March 22nd, 2014, 8am
It was 8°C with clouds and visibility OK. The breeze was gentle.
Every morning since I came to Tokyo 7 months ago, I wake up being happy and privileged I can live here. I greet the buildings, the crows, the salary man who rushes down my street and the monks from the shrine in front of our house. But if the sun is out shining, then he gets all the attention. He’s the only one who I greet and thank for giving us a warm new day in the city I love. Gracias, sol. Gracias, Tokio.
Other moments in Tokyo
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Conversations, World Affairs, Culture
"I'm from Libya," he said. I don't know what to say. It's as if he'd told me he'd just come from his father's funeral.
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The first specialty coffee shop in Ikebukuro and Junkudo (bookstore) resonate.
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film, edit
Editing is interpreting.
in Tokyo, Japan -
The Riddle of Steel.
in Tokyo, Japan -
Commutes, Cities, Underground
The man stands motionless in a crush of white-shirted salarymen, as they swarm past him, toward the single escalator.
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Reve, japan, Centre commercial piscine
Rêve de centre commercial-piscine
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Urban Nature, birds
Sparrow Noise
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City walks
Birthday walk home
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Dead Letter, Addiction
"Dear Cigarettes"
in Tokyo, Japan