Into It. Over It. - Miyajima, JP

Cleansing the timeline. Two hour train ride. You and the coastline made me feel less alone. It’s time to sail the unknown. So, we’ll see what this voyage brings. We can’t see anything. Surely your future is just hiding behind our ghosts. It’s so weird. Every business is closed as we forget what we know. Let’s put a smile on the voice of the intercom. It’s bad news and feedback. It sounds like we at least should have checked. Sounds like we’ll at least get our steps with a stroll through the Main Street. Boarded up concrete. This shrine casts its shadow on what’s likely the saddest beach that we’ve ever seen. So we forget what we know. Morale’s high. Tide is low. We get so lost we sooner forget what we’ve found. We get so lost we always forget what we’ve found. How many people can say they’ve seen what we saw today? I wouldn’t trade the face you made for anything.

Written by:
Frank, Adam Beck, Evan Weiss, Joe Shadid

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