Walking along the street dividing Shibuya-ku and Minato-ku (ku’s are wards, as if the Lower East Side had its own government bureacracy), I was startled to find a life-sized bronze cast of Michelangelo’s David, as the central element in an ugly, low-rise concrete office building. There’s a granite plaque at the foot of the statue, but it only gives basic info on the original. And the stone’s grain is so pronounced, it’s nearly impossible to read. All very odd.
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the making of, by greg allen