Tokyo, Japanstan

With a 200 yen box cutter Mr. Morimoto cut himself to ribbons it looked like he was dancing

Pixelated data for cherry blossoms, we, gods in a atheist universe world, contemplate our own death by viewing others die. And beyond these deaths is a game without death, a game that can only be played with the other inside oneself. Our gaze satisfies the ante demanded by the game. We invite others to play this game with us, so we can watch them watching us die.

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