There is not the house to go home. The house which I made with this corrugated cardboard is All of oneself. The carefree life that is interfered to nobody. Even oneself almost forgets one's existence now. But she was different. The uniformed girl who goes along in front of my home every day whether it is an attending school road. She looks. For eyes feeling pity for. Cannot permit it. Eyes of A letting you recognize one's existence. Be punishment. Never turn eyes to me. Take time slowly and carefully…. Special Offer: Amateur system AV Studios Special Feature
