Spring Cleaning – 春の大掃除
This spring feels wild. Hot, cold, hot, cold—like the weather can’t make up its mind. Feels as chaotic as Trump’s tariffs. So before I lose myself in the madness, it’s…
Tokyo texture, city observations, and lived context.
This spring feels wild. Hot, cold, hot, cold—like the weather can’t make up its mind. Feels as chaotic as Trump’s tariffs. So before I lose myself in the madness, it’s…