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Then, I bumped into this old dude. He was super chill, just sittin’ there, feeding the koi in the pond. He starts tellin’ me about the history of Odawara. Apparently, it was a big deal back in the day. I’m nodding along, but inside, I’m like, “Dude, I just wanna see the next cool thing!” But he was so passionate, I couldn’t help but listen.

Women in Art: Nodoka Odawara’s Tohoku-Inspired Installation