There was a stairway in a commercial complex. Because it was a weekend, the area was low-traffic. While I stood beside the stairway and watched it, few people were passing.
After a short while, a man came. He descended briskly. And he was vanished soon into the floor downstairs. The staircase was deserted again. And I thought it was not enough of a challenge because it was a quiet stairway. Not to be played against by many people was gall and wormwood.
|Oct 2015 IN THE CITY TOKYO|
October 6, 2015
October 3, 2023
SIGMA DP2 MERRILL