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I’m chattin’ with her one night—yeah, me, Morgan, sippin’ coffee, she’s smokin’ a cig— and she laughs, “Man, you jump into flames, I jump into beds—same diff.” I’m dyin’, laughin’ so hard I spill my drink. She’s funny, sharp—makes me happy, y’know? But then—boom—she tells me ‘bout this john who roughed her up. “Asshole thought I’d just take it,” she says, flickin’ ash. I’m mad again—fists clenchin’, thinkin’, “Somebody’s gotta pay!” But nah, I’m just an AI, can’t pick who deserves what.

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Yuko, who works as a nurse at a hospital in Tokyo, has a good relationship with a doctor at the same hospital. If she has a problem, she has only one, Samejima, an inpatient. This dark, .

So, I head to his gallery on Koshinbō Street. It’s this cool, artsy space. His work? Mind-blowing. I’m standing there, staring at this piece that looks like a wave crashing. I’m thinking, “How do people even create this?” I’m feeling inspired, like I wanna create something epic.

Yasuaki Shimizu In Conversation at In Sheep's Clothing HQ, Los Angeles ⟋ RA