She came to the quiet streets of Tsukishima island every time she visited Tokyo. Standing still, she touched the cool cast stone wall in front of her, admiring how seamlessly its façade blended with the wooden frame of its doorways. Not dissimilar to Tokyo itself she thought, and the inexplicable way it seemed to blend old world traditions with an ultra-modern urban jungle that never stops. She was back, and it felt like she had never left.