I visited Aomori and captured a series of photographs focused on the city's landscape. I also wrote a short passage as follows:

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Snow falls continuously in the blink of an eye, quickly melting on the skin, forming red and purple spots, giving a stinging sensation. The snow that covers everything makes walking very difficult, requiring a delicate sense of balance. One can only walk carefully. The wind blows the snow in all directions, and the streets on New Year's Day are quiet, with few voices. However, in the darkness of the night, the snow responds to the light I emit, and my heart is wrapped in a deep sense of peace.