Project1: Hell is other people
Project2: Peony Pavilion
Love is related to the outer senses and the inner heart. I know him through eyes, which is also the beginning of the dream.
The pink clouds like the link between our love has always been around.
He seems to have always been a vague person. But I fall first. My expectations of love like the poison of poppy.
I dress up for him and take great care of my image. But it was really just my own one-man show, and he didn't really care.
In such a relationship, when we finally get out of the normal love affair and into the palace of marriage, perhaps what awaits me is to fall into the abyss.
Project3: The vanished dad
Night
Dining time
Public site
Amusement park
Project4: Lure of capital
Erotic industry
Uncontrolled & Greedy
Stock fights & Aesthetic homogeneity & Arrogance
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