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Project Japan 21

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It’s 6am in Kyoto and I’m out running. Nobody knows I’m here. Not one person on the entire planet is thinking about me. I’ve never been here before and I don’t know where I’m going.

In a word: freedom.

To say I am insignificant is overstating the case. I am next to nothing: an alien thought bubble carried on the warm Japanese breeze.

Without looking, I find peace.

 

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