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Yile Yang
Photographer based in Tokyo.
The end of a dead-end is always fascinating.
On the hillside of a certain animal park, there was a side path labeled "Road to Happiness." However, it was marked as off-limits.
I laughed, thinking, "Who on earth went to verify the presence or absence of happiness?" But I felt a strange sensation. My imagination was stirred by possibilities: Perhaps a kind soul was warning of impending calamity, Or a greedy person was chasing away those flocking to happiness, Or even an evil entity luring people into a trap.
Just as I was about to step onto this "Road to Happiness," I was overwhelmed by the stench of animal droppings blowing from the mountaintop, and I fled without even being able to verify anything.
On the hillside of a certain animal park, there was a side path labeled "Road to Happiness." However, it was marked as off-limits.
I laughed, thinking, "Who on earth went to verify the presence or absence of happiness?" But I felt a strange sensation. My imagination was stirred by possibilities: Perhaps a kind soul was warning of impending calamity, Or a greedy person was chasing away those flocking to happiness, Or even an evil entity luring people into a trap.
Just as I was about to step onto this "Road to Happiness," I was overwhelmed by the stench of animal droppings blowing from the mountaintop, and I fled without even being able to verify anything.
