For the long gone residents of Nitchitsu mining town, the decidedly disturbing doctor’s office was definitely not the place to be, but for those well enough, there were predictably places of work,
although needless to say, any note taking is now unnecessary.
And similarly silent is the restaurant which, as well as being ramshackle,
has a restroom that is more than a bit risky.
The town’s sole supermarket is not surprisingly also in a shocking state of disarray,
but at least the lack of stock means it’s considerably quieter than most Japanese stores.
Which is a bit like bath time.
Meaning the community feel is largely lost forever, with the town emblem,
and a huge tatami room,
only hinting at what must have been much happier times.
But sadness can also be a bit sinister, or it certainly is when sauntering round the small school in semi-darkness, as the â€˜naughty seat’ is now in no way to be taken lightly,
and for those that are sick, the radio conjures up little comfort.
Plus there’s no point in calling for help either,
as the corridors will continue to be conspicuously quiet.
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