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Closer, watching workers walk the scaffold on the sloping face of a building.

The next few hours were spent roaming the streets of Shibuya 渋谷. Tunnels packed with bicycles and barely space to walk. Vending machines tucked in nooks of otherwise vacant alleys. Occasional groups of neatly stacked crates of garbage or cardboard boxes. But, most unexpectedly, repeat instances of graffiti that proclaimed, as if to remind, “TOKYO IS YOURS”.