This is a place full of wrong-turn-takers.
What a dive. Not intended to be seen in daylight. Game Spot 21 in Shinjuku has the words "Spot", "Game", and "21" written over it in every arrangement. I call it Game Spot 21.
You wouldn't come here to hang out – it stinks. You wouldn't come here to play games – the newer versions are nextdoor in Sega and Taito.
Why would you come? To get pickpocketed and bagsnatched while distracted by last year's Gundam? To get eyed angrily by people to whose mysterious and shameful reason for being there you are an affront?
Game Spot 21 is nowhere. Maybe that's why you go.
Photographer and writer covering Tokyo arcade life – the videogames, the metropolis and the people