Nothingness Reflected

The weather was cool and dry after a night of sudden rain.  As I made my way back to Ichikawa station I stopped in front of a closed indoor tennis and ballet school.  The withered vines covered the wall, and I was staring into an empty display case, that wasn’t really empty.  It was a good end to a new beginning or is it the other way around?

Nothingness Reflection Wall

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