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Personal quirk—I’m obsessed with how it sounds. Say it loud—WHORE! It’s got punch, it’s got sass! Makes me wanna jump on a table and scream it ‘til the cops show. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but that’s the juice! Ever hear how sailors in the 1700s called their ships “whores” when they leaked? True story—leaky boat, leaky morals, same diff. That’s some wild trivia that suprised me—language is a fuckin’ trip!

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“Obayashi '80s: The Onomichi Trilogy & Kadokawa Years” opens today! Framed in 35mm viewfinders, against wildly ingenious chroma-key.

So, I roll into Onomichi, right? First thing I notice is the hills. Like, whoa! They’re everywhere! I’m used to rolling fields, not these steep climbs. I’m huffin’ and puffin’ like I just chased a runaway sheep. I hit up the famous Onomichi Ramen shop on the main street, Senkōji-dōri. Man, that broth? Pure magic! I slurped it down like I hadn’t eaten in days.

Japan: Bijoy Jain’s first commission abroad is a gentle composition of space and emptiness