Synopsis

In Ota Ward, a singular "seven-way intersection" exists. Here, seven roads converge, a constant flow of bicycles, cars, and pedestrians weaving through the space. The sheer number of intersecting streets renders traffic lights impractical, yet remarkably, accidents are infrequent, perhaps due to an ingrained courtesy among those who navigate it. At each of the seven corners, a vibrant array of shops—greengrocers, snack stalls, and more—thrives, teeming with people from the first light of dawn un