With its state-of-the-art bicycles and equally visionary venues, professional track cycling, at least as an Olympic event, is an exciting spectacle full of tactical prowess and tremendous power. But on a weekday morning in Tokyo, where betting rather than any kind of beauty is the overriding reason for being there, it’s a very different story indeed.
One where, with space in plentiful supply,
punters prefer to pick their bets in private.
Which not only keeps them away from prying eyes, but also allows for a quick nap after a couple of early morning cans.
And even in the surprisingly bustling throng of the betting area,
it’s a noticeably solitary affair, with little or no communication among the faithful.
In fact, there’s not even any blokey banter, which is especially odd considering there are no ladies present.
Their total absence laughably resulting in the ladies lavatories actually being locked up.
All of which, toilet issues aside, can be simply too much for some.
Photos, especially the first one, for A.E.S.