I walk the streets of Tokyo with my keitai always at the ready, my fingers twitching for it like a gunfighter for his side-iron. Keitai, by the by, is the Japanese word for mobile phone. Mine cost ¥1. About a penny. It's not the snazziest available model, but the built in camera is pretty spiffy. One of the great oddities here in Tokyo are the wildly inappropriate shop signs. Not "inappropriate" as in "naughty", but rather "why does such a tiny shop have such a huge sculpture, and what does an octopus have to do with bicycles anyway?".
I snapped this one in Asakusa a while back. It was out front of a shoe store - so there is some connection. A run-of-the-mill, everyday, nothing fancy shoe store on a back street. You may not be able to see it in this shot, but there is a wicked barb on the back of this flying boot. The ultra-modern sci-fi chrome stand in front of an old wooden shop only adds to the mystique.