This is a carousel in the small park at the end of our street. Like most of the parks in Tokyo, it's wedged into a seemingly left-over space of strange shape and placement—in this case between several railway tracks on the one side and the street on the other. Several months ago, this carousel featured in my one and only dropping of a camera. It was Kenny's approach of this carousel while it was spinning that prompted me to hastily shove my camera in its bag, only to have the ill-seated thing topple out. The camera landed lens-first on the rail of the carousel, then landed hard on one side in the gravel. It's still not working properly, and I've had to shelve it.