In late February this year, I was taking photos of Gokurakuji Temple, which is located just in front of Enoden Gokurakuji Station. I heard voices, and the sound of camera shutters behind me. Looking around, I found many photographers had suddenly materialized from nowhere. They were virtually 'attached' to the iron fence of Enoden railway. At the time I was trying to decide whether to go inside Gokurakuji Temple or not, but decided to wait. These photographers seemed more interesting than looking inside the temple! They seemed to be waiting for a train to come out of a tunnel. Some were crouching down while others were negotiating something with a station staff. I still don't know what they were trying to do, but I can tell they were a bunch of dedicated photographers!
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I was born in and grew up in Tokushima prefecture, and have lived in many places since then: Nishinomiya, Kyoto, Nara, Mie, Tokyo, Kanagawa, Saitama, Chiba, Fukuoka and Fukui. I am currently living in Yokohama City. All the places I lived, all the places I visited, I have loved dearly. The historical places where people lived, loved, suffered, and fought - places where I can still hear their heartbeats - mesmerize me. I'd like to retrace the footsteps of the people who lived in Japan a long long time ago, and introduce to you what they left behind on this soil.