Shot in the city of Tateishi, Tokyo.
I was walking around the dim passages because I liked the atmosphere. No one walked like me. The atmosphere was shabby and I felt as if I was left behind in the ruins. All the doors in the passages were closed tightly.
The white door in this photo was same. It belonged to a bar. Yet I didn't know whether it operated a business or not because of its atmosphere. The passage was wrapped with the silence. It seemed to be completely different from where the young mother walking at the end of the passage.