Everyone who had been in Japan could have noticed the total absence of litter baskets in the cities. This is something, at the beginning, you find a bit frustrating, until you enter in the mindset of “bringing home your own rubbish”, and keep going as any other Japanese does.

There are a few reasons for this, quite unique, habit.

The first is security concerns, and dates back to over 30 years ago. In 1995, there was a terrorist attack on the Tokyo subway system in which sarin gas was released in multiple stations: this was conducted by adepts of the Aum Shinrinkyo cult.  The attack led to the deaths of 13 people and injured over 6,000 others. In the aftermath of the attack, the Japanese government removed many public litter baskets as a security measure, to prevent terrorists from using them to conceal explosives or other weapons.

We also need to consider cultural facts. Japanese culture places a high value on social order and cleanliness. Littering is considered to be a rude and inconsiderate act, and most Japanese people take pride in keeping their public spaces clean. As a result, there is less need for public litter baskets in Japan.

Recycling culture is Japan has a very meticulous waste separation and recycling system. People are used to sorting their trash at home and might find it difficult to dispose of items properly in public bins. By not providing them, it ensures that trash is sorted correctly at its final destination.

Finally, even cost is a matter. Public litter collection and disposal can be expensive, especially in densely populated cities like Tokyo. By reducing the number of public litter baskets, the Japanese government can save money on waste management costs.


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It has been more than fifty years since I began traveling across the world — and the seven seas — for work or for pleasure, always with a Leica M camera close at hand. The camera has never been an accessory; it has been a constant companion, a way of observing, remembering, and making sense of the places and people I encountered along the way. I started keeping this kind of journal some time ago, not as a diary in the traditional sense, but as a space where images and words could meet. This is not a publication driven by schedules or algorithms. At times I disappear for long stretches; then, inevitably, I return with semi-regular updates. Publishing, for me, is a mirror of my state of mind and emotions. It follows my rhythm, not the other way around. You have to take it exactly as it comes. Every photograph you see here is mine. They are fragments of a life spent moving, looking, and waiting for moments to reveal themselves — often quietly, sometimes unexpectedly. This blog is not about destinations, but about presence. About what remains when the journey slows down and the shutter finally clicks.

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