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Self-published photo book by Shunji Nakasa.
Everyone travels, some find themselves in the journey and bury themselves inside, some go out and free themselves, some find and pick up something while traveling, for those people, the journey is When you don't notice it, it's like you're drifting in a void.
Why do people travel? Maybe it's about finding themselves, recognizing things, recognizing beautiful things and strange things, and trying to trace the path to the truth by accumulating the fragments. Is it not because, if there is a person who accepts the existence of a journey, that person has a double time, the time built into the timetable and the progression of time throughout his life? If a person expresses his feelings about being alive without going far, isn't it possible to say that he is traveling in the other side of time? (excerpt from text)
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