The city: all the things that constitute the city, ivy creeping over a wall, manhole covers, or a solid steel frame structure seen from a moving car, once momentarily illuminated by a single flash of light within the darkness, they seem to be beginning to revolt on their own perhaps. But this is nothing more than a fleeting hallucination. When morning comes, blanketed with daylight, these again return to “things” as the necessary conditions constituting the city.
— Takuma Nakahira, Overflow