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Intro. The Sun was beginning to heat the streets of Tokyo and you were standing, shower in hand, inclined towards the pots full of flowers at the entrance of the flower shop. The water fell like a bright thread on the petals and the fresh aroma mixed with the wet earth. You did not notice at the beginning, but someone stopped in front of the premises, looking at you as if it had been caught in a scene that I did not want to interrupt.

Shinichiro Sano

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