- This looks imported.- Are you referring to me or the bike?
September 17th, 2013, 10pm
It was 23°C with few clouds. The breeze was gentle.
And before he can react to my French sarcasm, I produce my bike’s registration certificate. He doesn’t even unfold it, abruptly stopped in his tracks, apologizes for wasting my time and we’re done just in time for me to cross the street at the green light. Foreigner-friendly Roppongi…
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.
in Tokyo, Japan -
The first specialty coffee shop in Ikebukuro and Junkudo (bookstore) resonate.
in Tokyo, Japan -
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.
in Tokyo, Japan -
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
in Tokyo, Japan -
Dead Letter, Addiction
"Dear Cigarettes"
in Tokyo, Japan