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"    "  2014

In Japan, there is a forest called "Jukai" where hundreds of people commit suicide each year. In that forest, I came across a decayed body. Next to the body was a half-drunk carton of sake. The carton of sake was left behind, but their voices were not. Wanting to hear their voices, I made a postcard without an address from that carton.

「   」 2014


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