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Nocturnal stroll in the Aoyama district of Tōkyō, October 2003.
An almost tropical heat, I walk through the neighborhood, from street to street, getting lost to find my way and discover what is hidden behind the main avenues. Suddenly, in a flash, everything changes, a torrential downpour, pedestrians hurry to reach shelter, colors spring from the reflection of light, the rain bounces everywhere like ping-pong balls, the din covers the urban noise, fragrances of earth and bitumen rise, everything becomes like a tale.