#kuuki

Thirteen years of collecting LINE accounts from strangers who never message again. A field report on the great tatemae friendship performance, and why I've finally stopped pretending.

Every typhoon in Japan gets a multi-day media build-up like a national emergency, then arrives in Tokyo as light fucking drizzle. A field report on the country's favourite ritual of collective weather panic.

The broken English conversation in Japan that nobody asked for, performed by the gentleman who has decided your nationality is his business. Speak fluent Japanese back and watch it change absolutely nothing.

You're having a perfectly decent conversation with a Japanese woman on a night out, and then he appears. The Japanese cockblock is real, it is systematic, and it deserves a proper autopsy.