Only an operation sound of the Egg Vibrator resounds at the bench of cold homeless people who I am wrapped up in a blanket in the morning, and sleep of the depth of winters. Be taken to Sha-mail by a passer-by, and be warned by the manager of the park if made to urinate…. There is me who am different from me until yesterday in Koko. Oneself is very fierce…But cannot come back anymore.
