When the day leaves you feeling out in the open, this gathers the close, high walls of Shinjuku around a smaller space.

Ink-dark blue with a grey weight to it. It has the heaviness of a wool coat and the long scent of old paper.

Feeling exposed isn't weakness; it's just being without an edge. This isn't a wall that shuts the world out — it's the sense of tall walls close by, so the space you stand in can feel more enclosed and your own.