Away from the wooden gate and the sake shops, Kanazawa has the other register too, the glass-and-steel one. The first frame is a big office block on a wide corner, all lit windows and a warm lobby under an arcade, the sort of building any modern Japanese city keeps a few of.
Then up to a hotel bar over the lights for a drink. I watched the bartender build it, Campari going in slow with the city behind him, and then it arrived: a negroni over ice on the pale counter, glowing against the soft wall of bottles. That one was the keeper. Last, on the way down, an empty atrium running gold, the escalators crossing and one lone figure at the top.
The building and the bartender both ran ISO 12800 in the dark; the negroni dropped to 800 wide open at f/2.8, the escalator to 3200. A quiet, late, contemporary end to the first day.