Watching the trains in Tokyo (Trainspotting)
Neon bled to the twilight sky as Kaito perched over the rickety fireplace escape, his worn notebook clutched in one hand and his trusty Nikon in one other. Below, the sprawling labyrinth from the Shibuya Crossing pulsed with life, a kaleidoscope of humanity speeding in each course. But Kaito's focus was unwavering - the Yamanote Line, the lifeblood