“I went outside. The rain had stopped. 
The air, washed by the rain, was serene, and the waves sounded closer than usual. 
The full moon shone like a pearl in the night sky.
The moonlight made it look as if all the houses had sunk to the bottom of a lake. 
The road stretched ahead, white. 
It was the road that led to Migitahama.
A gust of wind and the petals from a wild cherry tree went dancing, white against the darkness, and I remembered then that the cherry trees here blossomed two or three weeks later than in Tokyo.
The waves roared.
I stood alone in the darkness. 
Light does not illuminate. 
It only looks for things to illuminate. 
And I had never been found by the light. 
I would always be in darkness—”
Yū Miri, Tokyo Ueno Station

all images were shot on a fuji x-pro 2 with a fujinon 27mm f2.8 and a leica mp with a zeiss 35mm biogon f.2.