This is the walk (or bike ride) I do every week day morning to drop off my son at nursery school. This is one of his favorite stretches with the fire station coming up on the left.
It’s a little later than dawn, but I still enjoy the lights reflecting off the buildings. And of course as a Tokyo-ite, Tokyo Tower is always a good sight to see.
"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.
The first specialty coffee shop in Ikebukuro and Junkudo (bookstore) resonate.
Editing is interpreting.
The Riddle of Steel.
The man stands motionless in a crush of white-shirted salarymen, as they swarm past him, toward the single escalator.
Rêve de centre commercial-piscine
Birthday walk home