Neon bled to the twilight sky as Kaito perched on the rickety fire escape, his worn notebook clutched in a single hand and his trusty Nikon in the other. Below, the sprawling labyrinth from the Shibuya Crossing pulsed with lifestyle, a kaleidoscope of humanity hurrying in each direction. But Kaito's concentration was unwavering - the Yamanote Line,… Read More