This is the evening view from our 9th story apartment in the Kane Moto Neighborhood just east of Okayama City, Japan. Our front door faces north and after the sun goes down you can see a bullet train pass every ten minutes or so like clockwork. Even though it happens that often, if I walk out of my front door and see one of those giant sixteen car streaks of window lights one quarter of a mile to the north, I feel like I have been the recipient of some cosmic gift. Like any kid who wonders where the people on that train are going, I sill want to go with them.
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