Transcription: July 6, 1045 AM. It's raining. Tomorrow is Tanapata, so my job here is nearly done. The students should see this. The shrine is like an oasis. The architecture pulls you away from the city toward the kani. Maybe I can capture that in 3D. I went to nursery school here. Every morning, I would hear the clink of coins as people made offerings on their way to work. Shinto is so ancient. I wonder if I'll find something here about what it means to be Japanese. you