For a brief moment, Shinjuku’s bright lights and general hullabaloo slipped away, and it seemed like we were in a world I’m only familiar with through photographs or film — the buttons on the telephones the only real disappointment.
For a brief moment, Shinjuku’s bright lights and general hullabaloo slipped away, and it seemed like we were in a world I’m only familiar with through photographs or film — the buttons on the telephones the only real disappointment.
A fedora, a proper wool coat, trousers exactly the right length and no cell phone. I think you found a time traveler.
I know. All the details are there, aren’t they? A very cool old fella for sure.
Would have sworn that was Al Pacino from Godfather II making a phone call!
Being Shinjuku, there’s always the slight chance he’s a member of the yakuza!
Eh, don’t let the phones bug you – it’s a great shot!
Cheers!
I think it’s remarkable that there are any pay phones. I can’t remember the last time I saw one in the U.S.
I think there will always be a good number of them here, as after the earthquake they were invaluable. With mobile networks down, they were often the only form of communication.
On my first visit to Japan in 1989, before the cell phone, there were rows of telephoning business men bowing repetitively as they grovelled to their bosses or customers while on lined-up arrays of public phones at train stations. It was such a strange and somewhat comical sight. It looked almost exactly like chickens pecking at a feed trough.
That’s a wonderful description. One I can immediately imagine.
Very nice shot!
Cheers! I walked down to the exit of the station on my way out for the day, and there he was. A sign that it was going to be a very good day indeed!