Today I went to one of Osaka's famous tourist shopping spots in the name of holiday gift giving. I'm not sure where it begins or ends but I think I met it halfway or at least somewhere in the middle. I wonder how many shops and establishments there are and if there is a limit to their variety. At one point I walked into a quiet covered alley off the main pedestrian way, and discovered a cul de sac of kimono tailors sitting in several isolated shops, each in silence surrounded by their work. Japan is a land of filled interstices. Larger than life and everything in between.
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| one of the many passageways, carpeted with people |
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