Odori dancer in the streets of Ikebukuro, Tokyo.
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- The yellow sweater
- Queen of concrete
- The fan
- Melancholy
- After shopping
- Kimono master
- Akiko
- Before the dance
- Rendez-vous
- Biking in Oyama
- Hakka Paipu
- Nature morte
- Two of a kind - II
- Dancing
- Mini hanabi
- The one who laughs
- Working on Sundays
- The heel
- A well-deserved ice cream
- May the power of the pink tablet...
- Nikuman
- Friday night
- The encounter
- I'm First!
- Old skin
- Angel
- Biking in Ginza
- A certain style
- Yakisoba
- Waiting for the bus
- The red shoes
- Falling leaves at the temple
- Two of a kind
- Thunderstorm over Shibuya
- Somewhere else
- Shichi Go San
- Chrysanthemum exhibition
- Mastery
- Shower
- The freshest
- Tsukiji fish market
- Ready for the dance
- After work
- The basket
- Waiting at the red light
- Pure
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