This old subway entrance is fascinating in itself; the faded colours, grime and inexplicable bit of protruding rock providing a glimpse of what a lot of the network was presumably once like. And on this occasion at least, that sense of the past was further added to by the unexpected appearance of a woman in a kimono.
The sight of drunks staggering about or even passed out on the street is not exactly rare in Tokyo — especially so during the end and start of year party seasons. Somewhat surprisingly, the vast majority of them manage to get away with little more than occasional glances from passersby as well. But that said, at the stage when all motor functions have failed and back up help is called for, then those glances do tend to stretch into stares.
With its almost unreal looking lamp and interesting array of regulars, this place really is a bar that, in photography terms at least, just keeps on giving. So much so in fact that I’ve made a small set of my current favourites which can be seen here.