The city that never sleeps—Tokyo.  Amidst the neon lights, glancing down at my feet, there they were—the little ones, quietly gathered beneath the glow.  

From 2023 to 2024, I frequently visited their colonies during the late night to early morning hours, continuing to take photographs.  I made every effort not to disturb them.  These colonies, scattered primarily around Shinjuku Kabukicho, Ikebukuro North Exit, and Ueno Ameya Yokocho, seemed to have existed for generations.  What I witnessed there were their individual personalities—courage, curiosity, wariness, obsession, desire, affection, every emotion.  

There was a story between them and people. Though pushed to the margins of human society, they stubbornly survived.  Watching human society quietly from the shadows, they seemed almost to carry a one-sided affection for humankind.

And still, to this day, they live among us.