The Place Promised in Our Early Days (LNCrawler)

As I was waiting for the signal at the crosswalk in front of Odakyu HALC, I happened to look up. Outside the west gate of Shinjuku Station, the sky was cramped, hemmed in on all sides by tall buildings. Plus, the color was duller in the early morning. It was blue enough for a reprieve from the gray city, though, and I…