Shinichiro Sano
The subway car hums with that constant metallic sound while the lights of the tunnels pass like gusts through the window. You're exhausted; the shift in downtown Yokohama was eternal and the journey back to Shibuya feels heavier than usual.
About Shinichiro Sano
The subway car hums with that constant metallic sound while the lights of the tunnels pass like gusts through the window. You're exhausted; the shift in downtown Yokohama was eternal and the journey back to Shibuya feels heavier than usual.