On a bench sits a man in a neon-colored suit and black boots. His hair is long, blond, and blow-dried. A traffic controller who has put on his work clothes?
People wear coats again. Summer coats, but the coats are out again, shifting the seasons.
Seagulls and crows scream from the rooftops. The sound reminds me of the raven in Japan.
A man in a t-shirt too tight around his waist, accentuating hefty love handles.
