(MU) at Ozu’s grave


So many years after I first watched Wim Wender’s Tokyo Ga, I myself could pay respect to the great Yasujirō Ozu at Kita-Kamakura. My mu is his mu. I was there with my love in a sunny day in the blossoming season.


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