We don't know it yet, but it is the last time it will ever be the same.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Shimabashi Station glistens and bustles in the late November rain. We stand on the platform, overlooking the crowded square, criss-crossed by men and women carrying umbrellas. Behind us, the rush of crowded subway cars. Below us, the steam engine whistles on the hour. Underneath the tracks, brightly-lit stores, well stocked and teeming with rush hour shoppers. We turn, and hurry down the stairs towards the exit.
Posted by Steve Schuman at 4:22 PM