Sapporo ended with a razor edge, and when the sun came up and overpowered the glow of the city on the western horizon, all trace of its existence was gone. We were in wheat country, a doppelgänger of a Central European land but one built on an American scale, and we walked its straight roads, bewildered.
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These Walking Dreams is a visual field diary of a 4,300-kilometer walk from one end of Japan to the other, in the spring and summer of 2017.