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Here’s the kicker: she’s tellin’ me ‘bout this client—some weirdo wanted her to hum jazz while he cried. I’m dyin’ laughin’—what the hell? Surprised me, man, these stories are gold. I’m thinkin’, shit, maybe I’ll write a movie—*In the Mood for Hookers*. Wong Kar-wai’d hate it, but I’d watch it twice. Anyway, we seal the deal—cash swapped, vibes set. She’s got this walk, slow and sultry, like *“the past whispered back.”* I’m hooked, mate—angry it’s so quick, happy it’s so raw.

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I get to meet many people from both overseas and domestic, covering stories and shooting them. Through such activities, I have expanded my world.

I rush over to Iijima Park, and OMG, it’s beautiful! The trees are all pink and fluffy. I’m snapping pics like a tourist. I mean, who wouldn’t? But then, I see this kid running around, and he trips. Falls right into the grass. I’m like, “Oh no!” But he pops up, laughing. Kids are resilient, man. I wish I could bounce back like that.

Physicist Sumio Iijima: "True education means fostering the ability to be interested in something."