The shop was dim. The Styrofoam boxes were piled up behind. It seemed to be closed already. The tools were packed up and no fishes were seen inside.
Yet a man was standing in the dimness. A crushed plastic bag and a plastic bottle were placed in front of him. He was fumbling about in the bag serenely. I thought he was just taking out something precious from the bag. Yet what he pulled put was an unclassifiable object.
|Nov 2016 PEOPLE TOKYO|
|MAN MARKET PLASTIC BAG TSUKIJI|
November 15, 2016
January 16, 2020
SONY ALPHA 7R II
EF85MM F1.2L II USM