urban myths 池袋

urban myths 池袋T The city has its own myths. They resonate through the streets like the fluttering of countless starling wings. The prologue begun by the man with large hands glimpsed through the gaps in the cobblestones is still unfolding. The story is just beginning. Mirages floating in the steam of black tea, a man and woman vowing eternity with an ice ring, a one eared cat hiding in an accordion, and the Lunarian illuminating on a crescent moon night. The city's

peer pressure

渋谷センター街はいつでも人で溢れる。それは東京の一つの象徴。

teleportation (instantaneous travel) is not possible

With dedicated apps

she found herself oddly fixated on the shadow stretching out from her feet

there are specific places where these subtle entities accumulate or deposit

with a glass of wine in hand

In conclusion

While some psychologists and clinicians find it a valuable tool for understanding individual psychological traits

Where does the voice come from

winding alleys are crowded with small

I think it was around the time spring turned to summer