Roppongi Hills has become a symbol of winning. Nearby is a mysterious building. Inside the building are a row of booths, each about 1 tsubo in size, each with only a desk and a telephone. Each of these booths is an egg of a “company” that aspires to become the Hills of tomorrow. In this age of IT, we follow these people from morning till night, as they go about their business, using their feet as poles, for three days, and capture an unknown aspect of the nightless city of Roppongi.
