Photographs from a small group of islands
Tokyo’s increasingly prevalent touchscreen vending machines are inventions to marvel at. Or at least they usually are. But next to the old man, the sheer size and expenditure of this one seems almost malevolent.
No airs and graces. No faffing about. Just no nonsense, back to basics, beer and food.
Tokyo’s dirty and dark alleyways are generally the home of mangy stray cats, not suited salarymen. So what this fella was doing there, or whether it’s actually one of his regular haunts, is anybody’s guess.
The evening walk probably wasn’t as far as this unusually large dog had hoped for. Plus on the return leg, the roles of leader and led may well have been reversed. But none of that in any way dented its total and utter devotion.
Spring and all its benefits are thankfully not that far away, but for some in particular, that wait has been a long and incredibly arduous one.
