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Dunno, man, she’s a puzzle. Messed up, beautiful, raw. Kinda like me tryna tune my axe—never perfect. “It’s always the same,” Haneke’d say. Same grind, diff day. Prostitute’s my jam, tho—respect the hustle, hate the haters. Whatchu think, bud?

Photographer explores Japan's forbidden 'Ghost Island'

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So, I keep wandering. I hit up “Kōen-dōri” again, and I see this old school building. It’s all covered in vines. I’m like, “Wow, nature’s reclaiming this place.” But then I see some graffiti. It says, “Hashima: The Island of Lost Dreams.” I laugh. Like, who even writes that? But it hits me, you know?

Japan’s 007 island still carries scars of wartime past