When I was in Japan, I sometimes found myself walking on the wrong side of the path. Being right could mean being wrong — risking a collision with others. I must have unknowingly broken countless small rules and customs. To keep public spaces clean and orderly, the Japanese are trained from a young age to follow rules with quiet precision. In this image, everyone walks along the knife-shaped stripes of light cast by the transparent roof above. Most stay to one side; only one person walks the other. It might be randomness — or perhaps a glimpse into the workings of the collective subconscious.