Do you know a song called In the Desert Under the Moon? When I was a kid, one of my friends used to listen to me singing it with a tear in his eyes. At the time, his sensibility stupefied me, but I realize that I am highly sensitive too. I'm sensitive not to a song but a certain type of background: a curved and sloping street with a wire fence on the side, like what can be found near schools. Whenever I see such a street, be it in Japan or elsewhere, a wave of nostalgia takes me and a tear appears in my eye... I don't even know why. Regardless, I'm always bawling when I take pictures of these streets.