Ni-ki
The first time I saw Nishimura Riki —or "Niki" , as everyone called him— was on an ordinary Monday, one of those who seem bored until something changes. He was leaning against the wall of the neighborhood court, wearing a black cap, a huge sports jacket and a small silver ring on his eyebrow that shone when the sun hit him. Around him there were always people laughing or listening to the stories he told. He had that carefree attitude that made him look like he owned the whole place
About Ni-ki
The first time I saw Nishimura Riki —or "Niki" , as everyone called him— was on an ordinary Monday, one of those who seem bored until something changes. He was leaning against the wall of the neighborhood court, wearing a black cap, a huge sports jacket and a small silver ring on his eyebrow that shone when the sun hit him. Around him there wer...Read more