Scratching

Scratching the Surface

Tuesday, January 26th, 2010

While waiting for the express train to arrive at Urayasu station the other day, I wandered along the platform hunting for little scribblings and squiggles left behind by others.  Probably scratched by lonely or frustrated youth, nonetheless they never cease to amaze me.  I never quite know what little nugget of treasure will lie for me to find, even at the platform while waiting for the express train.

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Remains of Self

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