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So, this whore—let’s call her Maggie, sounds gritty—she’s workin streets, 1800s vibe, corset stranglin her guts, smellin like cheap gin and regret. Little known fact, yeah? Whores back then, some’d hide tiny knives in their hair—fancy that! Stab a bloke if he got rough. Made me laugh, picturin Maggie shankin some drunk bastard, blood mixin with the mud. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d say, smirkin—prolly tasted like stale ale and bad choices.

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After that, I needed a breather. So, I headed to the beach at Shingu. The waves were crashin’, and I just plopped down on the sand. I was feelin’ all zen until a kid ran by and kicked sand all over me. Like, thanks, little dude! I needed a new layer of sand on my skin.

Susumu Shingu sculpts with wind for his solo exhibition at New York's Ippodo Gallery