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Soft raindrops, a young man standing beneath the eaves of a wooden bridge. His wet kimono clings to his body, parted just enough to reveal the chiseled lines of his chest and erect circumcised penis. The lantern-lit streets behind him are blurred by the misty veil of rain, turning the world into a painting of deep blues and golds. His gaze is distant, lost in the rhythm of falling water, half body shot, close shot.