Even at 3 am, Tsukiji Market is electric. Turret trucks zip in and out of alleys like Mario Kart racers. Workers shuffle between shops, preparing for the day ahead. It’s the kind of place that engages all the senses in one fell swoop: the smell of freshly sliced tuna, the sound of scooters whizzing by, the sight of hazy skyscrapers towering over…
