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The place where the black cat lives Every time I arrive in Japan, I feel that I’m arriving home, that I belong to that place. It's as if my feet knew those paths. I understand people's mentality and the language is like a melody that was snatched from me in a dream. I like the weather, the torrential light, the smell of flowers and the wind that plays with my hair.

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