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Tsukiji Fish Market

The clock, hardly visible in the dark, shows 3:00. It’s cold here. Deep silence of a sleeping city is interrupted by a dull sound: toom! Tuna fish falls on the dark asphalt. Hundreds of quintals of frozen fish carcasses dumped heavily on each other in a heap. Cold vapor rises above them. Long as human beings - they look like shipwrecks.
Silence, falling carcasses, white steam - those are the last slow moments on Tsukiji - the largest fish market in the world, the heart of the circulatory system of the capital of Japan.

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