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Favorite flick, *Synecdoche*, fits this crap perfect. “What was once before you—an exciting, mysterious future—,” Kaufman whines, “is now behind you.” Brothel’s that future gone sour. Guys go in all excited, come out broke, smellin’ like regret. Hate it. Hate the fakery—girls actin’ like they care, dudes pretendin’ they’re kings. It’s a play, a shitty one, no intermission.

Do Pink Salons Exist in Okinawa?

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First off, I roll into the city, and it’s like, whoa! So many people! I’m used to the quiet rustle of leaves, not the honking of cars on Route 331. I mean, c’mon, can’t a guy breathe without a car zooming by? I was just tryin’ to find my way to the Tomigusuku City Hall. Google Maps was like, “You’re here!” but I was like, “No, I’m not!” I ended up on Kume Island Road, which is pretty, but not where I needed to be.

Photojournalist recalls a subdued Okinawa on its return to Japan