A zine full of mediocre photographs of alleyways and electric telephone wires is Tokyo.

Miles Davis is Tokyo.

The Internet is Tokyo.

Flannel is Tokyo.

Ambition is Tokyo.

Uncertainty is Tokyo.

A million pixels is Tokyo.

Grey is Tokyo.

The rainbow is Tokyo.

Feeling like you’re staring at a blank canvas every morning is Tokyo.

Eating foods that you have no idea what they are called is Tokyo.

Taking pictures of art installations that involve lasers or thousands of LEDs is Tokyo.

Seeing a row of ten men, in identical dress, asleep on each others shoulders on the subway is Tokyo.

Trying to do something totally new but ending up being a copy of a copy is Tokyo.

Loving handmade things and having a special appreciation of packaging is Tokyo.

A vending machine with anything you want inside of it is Tokyo.

Concrete that rolls out and steps up in harmonies and undulating melodies is Tokyo.

The smell of fish and green tea blasting out onto the sidewalks is Tokyo.

Having a camera around your neck, a video cam in your back pack, a smaller toy camera in your fanny pack and two different kinds of cell phones in your pockets is Tokyo.

Stepping on someone’s shoe in a crowded alley and instantaneously apologizing is Tokyo.

Going into a bookshop/organic cafe/art gallery/Internet portal and listening to bob Dylan is Tokyo.

Typing on an iPad and texting on an iPhone, both with customized premium covers is Tokyo.

Staring at a weird poster of Tommy Lee Jones drinking a coffee with no emotion is Tokyo.

A zine full of mediocre photographs of alleyways and electric telephone wires is Tokyo.

A private art show that you’re not sure if you are supposed to be at, featuring illustrations of businessmen with Mickey mouse heads is Tokyo.

Guys dressed like Edward Scissorhands and girls dressed like walking, mute, Little Bo Peeps is Tokyo.

Beautiful hand brushed calligraphy on rice paper of some menu is Tokyo.

Denim that has been expertly ripped, splashed with paint in all the right places, pre- and post faded in the right zones and inconveniently sold in a retail space that seems like a modern cathedral of commerce, is Tokyo.

Walking the alleys in a loop hoping that one of the dozens of fashion photographers and bloggers will respect your style enough to ask you to pose for a few street snaps is Tokyo.