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As I spent more time here in the southern city, I realized that the air is different.
The air is thicker and wet (which was good because it’s easier to breathe ).
Water is same. Soft, sweet and drinkable.
Traveling for 5 days was fine. I was served a fabulous dinner.
Next day I went to the local museum. On the top floor of museum, I saw a kid crying in front of the painting. The painting is expressing hates of all over human beings.
Undecide things that bothers my brain. New born horse is running like an grown horse.
Me without old house is new me. Cloudy sky is my favorite thing. Snowing too.
I’ll write you when I’m home.
photographs & coordinate by Yuki Kikuchi
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