The origin of the issue
What prompted us to tackle the theme of "utilizing vacant houses" was a small sense of incongruity that lurked in our everyday lives.
Ever since I was a child, I would always drop by this bakery run by a married couple on my way home from school. The shop, filled with warm smiles and the fragrant smell of freshly baked bread, was a place of relaxation for both children and adults in the area.
However, due to the owner's poor health, the store closed, and it remained vacant and quiet, as if time had stopped.
I felt a strong sense of loneliness when I faced the reality that one day, this place filled with memories would suddenly become vacant.
This feeling only grew stronger after I returned to Mishima after getting married. Every time I returned home for the summer festival, I noticed that the once bustling streets were now filled with closed storefronts and deserted homes.
The contrast between the vibrant Mishima I remember from my childhood and the silent Mishima that unfolds before my eyes became a major starting point for me to think about the future of the city.
What prompted us to tackle the theme of "utilizing vacant houses" was a small sense of incongruity that lurked in our everyday lives.
Ever since I was a child, I would always drop by this bakery run by a married couple on my way home from school. The shop, filled with warm smiles and the fragrant smell of freshly baked bread, was a place of relaxation for both children and adults in the area.
However, due to the owner's poor health, the store closed, and it remained vacant and quiet, as if time had stopped.
I felt a strong sense of loneliness when I faced the reality that one day, this place filled with memories would suddenly become vacant.
This feeling only grew stronger after I returned to Mishima after getting married. Every time I returned home for the summer festival, I noticed that the once bustling streets were now filled with closed storefronts and deserted homes.
The contrast between the vibrant Mishima I remember from my childhood and the silent Mishima that unfolds before my eyes became a major starting point for me to think about the future of the city.
What prompted us to tackle the theme of "utilizing vacant houses" was a small sense of incongruity that lurked in our everyday lives.
Ever since I was a child, I would always drop by this bakery run by a married couple on my way home from school. The shop, filled with warm smiles and the fragrant smell of freshly baked bread, was a place of relaxation for both children and adults in the area.
However, due to the owner's poor health, the store closed, and it remained vacant and quiet, as if time had stopped.
I felt a strong sense of loneliness when I faced the reality that one day, this place filled with memories would suddenly become vacant.
This feeling only grew stronger after I returned to Mishima after getting married. Every time I returned home for the summer festival, I noticed that the once bustling streets were now filled with closed storefronts and deserted homes.
The contrast between the vibrant Mishima I remember from my childhood and the silent Mishima that unfolds before my eyes became a major starting point for me to think about the future of the city.
What prompted us to tackle the theme of "utilizing vacant houses" was a small sense of incongruity that lurked in our everyday lives.
Ever since I was a child, I would always drop by this bakery run by a married couple on my way home from school. The shop, filled with warm smiles and the fragrant smell of freshly baked bread, was a place of relaxation for both children and adults in the area.
However, due to the owner's poor health, the store closed, and it remained vacant and quiet, as if time had stopped.
I felt a strong sense of loneliness when I faced the reality that one day, this place filled with memories would suddenly become vacant.
This feeling only grew stronger after I returned to Mishima after getting married. Every time I returned home for the summer festival, I noticed that the once bustling streets were now filled with closed storefronts and deserted homes.
The contrast between the vibrant Mishima I remember from my childhood and the silent Mishima that unfolds before my eyes became a major starting point for me to think about the future of the city.
The origin of the issue
What prompted us to tackle the theme of "utilizing vacant houses" was a small sense of incongruity that lurked in our everyday lives.
Ever since I was a child, I would always drop by this bakery run by a married couple on my way home from school. The shop, filled with warm smiles and the fragrant smell of freshly baked bread, was a place of relaxation for both children and adults in the area.
However, due to the owner's poor health, the store closed, and it remained vacant and quiet, as if time had stopped.
I felt a strong sense of loneliness when I faced the reality that one day, this place filled with memories would suddenly become vacant.
This feeling only grew stronger after I returned to Mishima after getting married. Every time I returned home for the summer festival, I noticed that the once bustling streets were now filled with closed storefronts and deserted homes.
The contrast between the vibrant Mishima I remember from my childhood and the silent Mishima that unfolds before my eyes became a major starting point for me to think about the future of the city.
What prompted us to tackle the theme of "utilizing vacant houses" was a small sense of incongruity that lurked in our everyday lives.
Ever since I was a child, I would always drop by this bakery run by a married couple on my way home from school. The shop, filled with warm smiles and the fragrant smell of freshly baked bread, was a place of relaxation for both children and adults in the area.
However, due to the owner's poor health, the store closed, and it remained vacant and quiet, as if time had stopped.
I felt a strong sense of loneliness when I faced the reality that one day, this place filled with memories would suddenly become vacant.
This feeling only grew stronger after I returned to Mishima after getting married. Every time I returned home for the summer festival, I noticed that the once bustling streets were now filled with closed storefronts and deserted homes.
The contrast between the vibrant Mishima I remember from my childhood and the silent Mishima that unfolds before my eyes became a major starting point for me to think about the future of the city.
What prompted us to tackle the theme of "utilizing vacant houses" was a small sense of incongruity that lurked in our everyday lives.
Ever since I was a child, I would always drop by this bakery run by a married couple on my way home from school. The shop, filled with warm smiles and the fragrant smell of freshly baked bread, was a place of relaxation for both children and adults in the area.
However, due to the owner's poor health, the store closed, and it remained vacant and quiet, as if time had stopped.
I felt a strong sense of loneliness when I faced the reality that one day, this place filled with memories would suddenly become vacant.
This feeling only grew stronger after I returned to Mishima after getting married. Every time I returned home for the summer festival, I noticed that the once bustling streets were now filled with closed storefronts and deserted homes.
The contrast between the vibrant Mishima I remember from my childhood and the silent Mishima that unfolds before my eyes became a major starting point for me to think about the future of the city.
What prompted us to tackle the theme of "utilizing vacant houses" was a small sense of incongruity that lurked in our everyday lives.
Ever since I was a child, I would always drop by this bakery run by a married couple on my way home from school. The shop, filled with warm smiles and the fragrant smell of freshly baked bread, was a place of relaxation for both children and adults in the area.
However, due to the owner's poor health, the store closed, and it remained vacant and quiet, as if time had stopped.
I felt a strong sense of loneliness when I faced the reality that one day, this place filled with memories would suddenly become vacant.
This feeling only grew stronger after I returned to Mishima after getting married. Every time I returned home for the summer festival, I noticed that the once bustling streets were now filled with closed storefronts and deserted homes.
The contrast between the vibrant Mishima I remember from my childhood and the silent Mishima that unfolds before my eyes became a major starting point for me to think about the future of the city.
The origin of the issue
What prompted us to tackle the theme of "utilizing vacant houses" was a small sense of incongruity that lurked in our everyday lives.
Ever since I was a child, I would always drop by this bakery run by a married couple on my way home from school. The shop, filled with warm smiles and the fragrant smell of freshly baked bread, was a place of relaxation for both children and adults in the area.
However, due to the owner's poor health, the store closed, and it remained vacant and quiet, as if time had stopped.
I felt a strong sense of loneliness when I faced the reality that one day, this place filled with memories would suddenly become vacant.
This feeling only grew stronger after I returned to Mishima after getting married. Every time I returned home for the summer festival, I noticed that the once bustling streets were now filled with closed storefronts and deserted homes.
The contrast between the vibrant Mishima I remember from my childhood and the silent Mishima that unfolds before my eyes became a major starting point for me to think about the future of the city.
What prompted us to tackle the theme of "utilizing vacant houses" was a small sense of incongruity that lurked in our everyday lives.
Ever since I was a child, I would always drop by this bakery run by a married couple on my way home from school. The shop, filled with warm smiles and the fragrant smell of freshly baked bread, was a place of relaxation for both children and adults in the area.
However, due to the owner's poor health, the store closed, and it remained vacant and quiet, as if time had stopped.
I felt a strong sense of loneliness when I faced the reality that one day, this place filled with memories would suddenly become vacant.
This feeling only grew stronger after I returned to Mishima after getting married. Every time I returned home for the summer festival, I noticed that the once bustling streets were now filled with closed storefronts and deserted homes.
The contrast between the vibrant Mishima I remember from my childhood and the silent Mishima that unfolds before my eyes became a major starting point for me to think about the future of the city.
What prompted us to tackle the theme of "utilizing vacant houses" was a small sense of incongruity that lurked in our everyday lives.
Ever since I was a child, I would always drop by this bakery run by a married couple on my way home from school. The shop, filled with warm smiles and the fragrant smell of freshly baked bread, was a place of relaxation for both children and adults in the area.
However, due to the owner's poor health, the store closed, and it remained vacant and quiet, as if time had stopped.
I felt a strong sense of loneliness when I faced the reality that one day, this place filled with memories would suddenly become vacant.
This feeling only grew stronger after I returned to Mishima after getting married. Every time I returned home for the summer festival, I noticed that the once bustling streets were now filled with closed storefronts and deserted homes.
The contrast between the vibrant Mishima I remember from my childhood and the silent Mishima that unfolds before my eyes became a major starting point for me to think about the future of the city.
