Shibuya Phone Box
Every time I go to Shibuya I’m reminded of why I no longer go to Shibuya, at least not on Friday nights. Lots of people. I was there last Friday to meet some friends. This was after the Brazil vs. England game which I didn’t get to see. Police were out in force expecting the worst (which never materialised) and gaggles of Brazilian and English fans walked the streets on their way to bars from other bars to celebrate or lick there wounds. The strange thing was that not one of the groups of fans I saw gave me any indication of who had won the game (I didn’t know at that point). Any emotion, whether jubilation or despair, seemed to have been leached out of them by the game. The afternoon had taken everything and they didn’t have anything left for the evening.
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Posted to Oh, the Humanity • 2002.06.23 (Sun) • 17:23
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