Photo Essay – Hon Hoang

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A Lucid Dream For An Insomniac –

a Photo Essay by Hon Hoang

 

It’s easy to disappear here, in Tokyo

In a city like this, no one knows who you are. Fade and disappear into a sea of anonymity. Like a grain of sand flowing through the bottleneck, collecting at the bottom of the chronograph. Time moves on and so do the people in this city. Blink and they might disappear, not stopping as they move about their day. The last grain drops and the hourglass turns over to repeat itself, passing by new grains in the bottleneck.

 

It’s easy to disappear here, in Tokyo.

 

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