Punk stranger, from Yokohama. Sitting on the mysterious train to the mysterious country, for music. Pretending to be cold can't stop his youthfulness and enthusiasm, smoking, making love, and fainting his mouth full of lipstick.
Graceful stranger from Rome. I bought a lot of fooled magazines, and listened to spiritual stories. I met the talkative girl, saw the phantom of Elvis, took off the wedding ring, and kissed.
He is not a foreigner, even though he has a different skin color. His friend accidentally wounded someone and could only hide in his brother-in-law's hotel and talked about TV shows together. In black areas, white people will be afraid.
The three lines are narrated separately, taking the intersection of timelines as an opportunity to interweave the narrative, Quentin adds the feeling of Gallic, of course Xiao Jia is the originator. What I admire most about Jiamuxu is that he can express the boring and ordinary life in a wonderful way. This kind of weirdness is too charming. I like the first paragraph the most. Two young Japanese people are looking for the hometown of music. They are jerky and passionate. They feel the most alienated, but they can resonate the most. The temperature difference is excellent and the dramatic effect is excellent. The discussion is not profound, but the most different in each environment.
The lighter jumps into your pocket, and the hair spray will not loosen a little. Look boring, just some lipstick. The benefits of cigarettes may also include deepening feelings. Living in the strange land, being infested by loneliness, but there is a "blue moon" and hugs. A gunshot broke the morning sleep and woke up to find that he was still in this dream world that had been dreamed for a long time. Wherever a car can go, it's all a foreign land.
"The greatest love may only last for a week."
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