I like to see people alive, and I also like to see cities that look like scratches. I have to live regardless of whether it's right or wrong, so I'm thinking of making everything the power to live.
In that way, I took a picture of the city poetically and emotionally with high writing pressure. I took it so that I could feel the smell and sound. I took a picture of what was sticking out, squirting and squirting.
People who can't turn away from the city that decays even if they make it shiny, thinking that it should be continued forever, or just living without being aware that it will end someday.
I think I was able to take a non-metaphysical, edible photo.