Amazing, our ability to cast our thoughts and senses to a different place and time, despite our bodies being where they are.
I stopped for a moment to appreciate these two escapees, in seats on the main aisle of a busy electronics store on the busiest shopping day of the week.
What are they feeling? What do they see?
Perhaps, another world.
"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