For several years, I have had difficulty walking for long periods due to leg problems. Despite this, I explore Tokyo and Yokohama, searching for areas that offer respite from the city and taking photographs. These are places where I can escape the noise and chaos of my surroundings. I often feel as though time passes differently in these locations, or even stops altogether. I feel relieved at such times, as if I have regained control of myself from the obscenities of everyday life.
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Although it was spring, it was a cold afternoon with a northerly wind and light rain. On a fine day, the Kamakura coast would be crowded with tourists, but in reality it is nothing more than a desolate, rubbish-strewn, deserted beach. The repetitive waves murmur the proposition of eternity – a beach I have loved for more than 50 years.
