Young japanese businessmen, well-dressed, sometimes with dirty pants, sometimes having a heel peaking out of a shoe, men in almost gracile postures, sleeping, streched out, resting, sunk in, only hold by their unconscious drunkenness and a single detail of architecture, safe like an angel, beautiful like sleeping children, outside of the historical time, de-invidualized, for a short period of time released from the military bondage against their superiors, the merciless machinery & icy…
