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Happy Holidays! Finishing my work in Lightroom 4 now, and uploading new video of the goddesses!

 

Enjoy the video shot at the same time as the stills:

 

youtu.be/4TaO0Dh69HI (this video was shot while I took one of my most famous & most-viewed photographs ever! be sure to watch in full 1080p hd!)

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=3TvbZgl6Af4 (some more video of the goddess!)

 

Canon 5D Mark II Photos of Beautiful Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess!

 

The video was shot with the awesome Panasonic X900MK 3MOS 3D Full HD SD Camcorder. I highly recommend it!

 

The goddess was tall, thin, and fit, with long, natural brown hair, pretty blue eyes, and a great smile!

Cute freckles!

  

It was a nice sunny, windless, warm, winter's day out on the beach, where the sun stays low all day for epic shooting!

 

Shooting simultaneous stills & video rocks! I do it on every shoot now, while also mounting several stationary DSLRs/camcorders for video in addition to the Panasonic or Sony Camcorder bracketed to my Canon 5D or Nikon D800E.

 

The sea & sand goddess was tall, thin, fit, and athletic, with gorgerous brown hair and pretty blue eyes and long legs! She's a dancer! Wearing a pink polka-dot bikini!

 

Pretty freckles too!

 

May the Hero's Journey Mythology goddesses guide and inspire you throughout the new year!

A Former Friend.

 

Hunter Zolomon - Two boys as thick as thieves, Hunter Zolomon and Wally West spent most of their adolescent and adult life together. Everyone around them knew they were closer than brothers from the moment they met, sharing everything from toys to their very first jobs. They were both two of the nicest boys while simultaneously being the biggest troublemakers those around them had ever known. Every day one could find the pair together, that was until Wally moved to Central City to live with his aunt Iris and her boyfriend Barry, thus leaving Hunter by himself in Keystone City. While the pair were only separated by the Gem Cities Bridge, the two quickly became distant from each other. Their weekly car trip across the state line to visit one another swiftly drifted into a once in a while text message or phone call. Eventually the messages mostly stopped as Wally moved to New York for what he claimed would be a great learning opportunity at a prep school.

 

Hunter was left alone in Keystone for years, and because of his tight bond with Wally coupled with not really knowing many more friends than him, Hunter had a hard time finding any luck socializing with the other kids in his school. Eventually, Hunter dropped out of his school and opted to finish his high school years online, furthering his isolation from any form of friendship. After Zolomon graduated from high school he spent a few years in a community college but his real goal was to become a cop when he became of age. So once he turned twenty-one Hunter enrolled in to a police academy so as to fulfill his goal.

 

A few years had passed and Hunter had become an esteemed police officer, even being considered a promotion to detective after he cracked a case that had stumped many of his fellow officers. All while this was happening, Wally had finished college and was travelling the world with the Titans, though Hunter only knew that he was with some “friends.” Eventually, Wally made his way back to the Gem Cities to stop by and visit his Aunt and her now Husband. While there Wally made his way across the bridge to once again meet up with Hunter. The pair hung out at Zolomon’s house and reminisced about old times as well as caught up on things that had transpired since the last time they had seen each other. Wally went on and on about his travels across the country and abroad all while Hunter really only had stories of cases he had worked on and nothing more.

 

Almost a year passed and Wally had since moved back home to Keystone City where he began work as a mechanic for Zolomon’s precinct. All felt right again as the pair again began to spend most of their free time together. That was until one day Zolomon was called to a case that got very violent. Caught in a shootout, Hunter had nowhere to go so he had no other option but to call for back up. Unfortunately the back up showed up to late and Hunter was caught in the cross fire of two rival gangs. A stray shot struck Hunter in the back and instantly paralyzed him. The loud gunfire caught the attention of Wally who was patrolling the city as the Flash. Quickly, Wally made it to the scene and disarmed all of the gang members, even going as far as finding some chain to tie up all of the thugs. With a painful groan, Hunter yelled for the Flash to come to his aid. Wally swiftly ran to Hunter’s side and quickly unmasked in an attempt to calm Hunter. In the blink of an eye, Wally got Hunter to the hospital before any further damage happened and the doctors were able to stabilize Zolomon. However, due to the point at which the bullet entered Zolomon’s back he was now left paralyzed from the waste down.

 

After Hunter was discharged from the hospital he and Wally met up so Hunter could thank his friend for saving him that day. Wally assured Hunter that he would do anything to help Hunter and that he would be by his side whenever he was needed. Hunter again thanked Wally and the pair began discussing Wally’s secret life and all things superpower related. Eventually the conversation got the point that Wally mentioned that at one point he travelled back in time thanks to a “cosmic treadmill” that Star Labs had let him use. With this information, Hunter asked Wally if there was a way that he could use the treadmill to go back in time and stop what had happened. Wally quickly shot down the idea because he said that it would tamper with the timeline and only cause more issues to arise if he did so. Hunter begrudgingly agreed, though he began to think that if he could somehow gain access to this treadmill that maybe he could reverse the events that had transpired.

 

So with this hopeful idea, Hunter secretly made his way to Star Labs in Central City. There he broke in to the facility and found what could only be described as a glorified treadmill. With what little mobility he had left in his lower body, Hunter made his way onto the treadmill after finding the power source and flicking it on. Hunter braced himself on a bar and waited for the treadmill to begin moving. With a loud roar and a fury of blinking lights, the treadmill began to slowly move. Zolomon began to stumble along the moving ground beneath him as the machine began to hiss and stutter. A loud crack sounded behind Zolomon and a flash of electricity jolted his legs causing him to fall face first on the ever accelerating platform on which he stood. As Hunter crashed off the back of the treadmill he noticed a small puff of smoke coming from the treadmill’s power source. The small puff quickly became a large billowing stack of smoke as a large blast of flames came bursting forth out of an electrical panel. Hopeless once more, Hunter laid there as the machine roared ever louder and sputter flames onto the ground before him. Hunter closed his eyes as he knew the machine was about to explode before him, though to his surprise, with the sound of a loud pop he found himself falling through a realm of electricity. In shock, Hunter faded into unconsciousness and landed back into the reality he found familiar.

 

After coming to, Hunter found himself in a hospital room, a surrounding he had unfortunately grown accustomed to. Though this time he felt different, he could feel his legs and every muscle in them. For the first time in almost a year Hunter could move his legs, so he did what anyone would do in his position, he got up and began walking. Much to his surprise, however, as he began walking he was moving much quicker than he could really comprehend. In a second he found himself outside the hospital and in the middle of the street outside. Somehow he could set his sights on a place and in the blink of an eye his legs could carry him there with little to no effort. Remembering what had happened to him and why it did, Hunter became filled with rage towards Wally. He knew that Wally could have stopped what had happened to him because of the very fact that he now had the ability to move his legs again.

 

Filled with rage, Hunter raced to Wally’s house, there he found Wally’s girlfriend, Linda. Without thinking much, Hunter took a hold of Linda and raced her out to the exact spot where he had gotten shot. Angrily, Hunter grabbed Linda’s phone from her jacket pocket and dialed Wally. Hunter told him exactly where he was and what he would do if Wally didn’t show up to talk to him. Zolomon figured that Wally wasn’t willing to risk his life to help him get his legs back, so he was going to pay for it by losing his girlfriend. One thing kept racing through Zolomon’s mind and that was that Wally had never truly cared for him. To Hunter, that’s why Wally left him alone all those years ago. In Hunter’s mind, Wally was the reason every bad thing had happened to him, so in return Hunter himself would be the reason every bad thing moving forward would happen to Wally. Along with the powers of the Speed Force, Anger, rage, jealousy, and heartbreak are the only things that seem to course through the veins of Hunter Zolomon.

After a forgettable first season and an unfortunate, rigged spin off, Sabrina is back to start the search for the next 'It girl' or 'It boy'!

 

As always the competition will run simultaneously on the Maxine World forums (Register Now. It's Free to Join!) as well as Flickr.

 

This competition is centered on both your photos AND your role-play participation. So make sure you take part in the social interactions "In character" as well as you do your photos.

 

Season 2 will run similar to my previous role-play competitions (BFF3, BFF4). Sabrina isn't seeking a perfect polite prince or princess. So if your character has a few rough edges, that's ok. Just remember the golden rule: Even if you hate each other, you have to respect Sabrina or face expulsion. She literally does not care about you.

 

The cast will be split in two again. 7 Contestants will be picked for each gender so I encourage you Flickr veterans to step out of your comfort zone of using girls and challenge yourself with a male doll. I'm not saying you WON'T get chosen if you audition with a girl, but there are only 7 slots open for females and 7 for males.

 

However before the final cast is chosen 20 contestants will be allowed to enter the Star School Academy with only 14 continuing after week one. 6 people will be eliminated from the initial 20 picked so make sure you make a good impression during that first week.

 

The competition is open to all doll types. Barbie, Bratz, My Scene, Ever After High, Monster High, whatever you like and feel comfortable with.

 

The prize for winning Sabrina's Star School is your choice of a prize package worth $100 or $100 sent to your PayPal.

 

To audition you’re going to have to submit two photos:

A full body photo of your character dressed in their signature style (preferably in black)

 

A close up photo with your name in a ‘Confessional’ style to act as your avatar for when you post in character on the forums.

 

For a more cohesive look, I will be providing a template Confessional background (found in the comments below). Also the confessionals have a required dress code. Star School pledges are required to wear the star school uniform (or a variation of it) This means a red jacket, a tie and preferably a white collared shirt (though the shirt isn’t a requirement). You can infuse your own style into your uniform/confessional look but please try to have a red jacket on.

 

In the description for both photos please include the following:

Name:

Hometown:

Likes:

Dislikes:

Why I should be picked for Sabrina's Star school:

 

Also Sabrina's Star School makes use of face claims. A face claim is a celebrity (actor, musician, etc.) that represents your character in appearance (and in terms of SSS; movement)

 

The face claims will provide gifs to use to represent reactions, movements and other various actions. Some people like to stick with just one face claim, others like to use two or more. Ideally I'd like everyone to choose one main person as a face claim, but if you use more than one it's ok so long as they look somewhat similar.

In summary, your audition should include:

 

Two photos: A full body photo and a ‘Confessional’

 

A character profile: Name, hometown, Likes, Dislikes, Why they should be picked

A Face claim: Name of real life actor representing your character

 

One final note, there’s a lot of interacting between characters in SSS and that often means ‘Quoting’ each other. Please remove images when quoting someone so there isn’t a string of the same gifs over and over. If you need help posting to the forums or have questions on how to Quote, use the IMG tag to include your confessional or gifs in your post, or whatever else may come up, please don’t hesitate to ask.

 

Auditions will be open until June 1st.

  

Girls:

1. Tara Dikov

2. Samara Lawson

3. Kennedy Matthews

4. Aqua

5. Moon

6. Luna McCarthy

7. Neena Lee

8. Alma

9. Amella Pamderson

10. Westley Black

11. Alexa Angel

12. Akasha Diamond

13. Pacifica Ferry

14. Catalina Morace

15. Milan Nia

 

Boys:

1. Bryce Gainsboro

2. Tristan Corrigan

3. Jamie Porter

4. Teddy Wilcox

5. Ethan Holt

6. Liam Diamondis

7. Royce Bellesario

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Canon 5D Mark II Photos of Beautiful Brunette Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess! Pretty Green Eyes! She's a fitness model and professional dancer! Shot with the 24-105mm IS USM L lens! Remastered RAWs in Lightroom 5 !

 

I was shooting video of the pretty goddess at the exact same time with my 45surfer/9shooter bracket setup--you can enjoy the video here:

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Wb9hO6tG9g

www.youtube.com/watch?v=7d4TJc_dLSs

www.youtube.com/watch?v=SmiB8O8dmlw

www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mdo97z7E6qI

www.youtube.com/watch?v=wNO1AVqwEuY

www.youtube.com/watch?v=5gpXaZWMAM0

www.youtube.com/watch?v=nHVPfBJl0Fo

 

Be sure to watch the goddess in full 1080p HD! She was tall, thin, tan, and fit! Wearing a leather cowboy hat. Modeling the 45surf hoodie !

 

Video is fun & it rocks to capture the goddess's beauty and poetry in motion!

 

Shooting simultaneous stills & video rocks! I do it on every shoot now, while also mounting several stationary DSLRs/camcorders for video in addition to the Panasonic or Sony Camcoder bracketed to my Canon 5D or Nikon D800E.

 

The sea goddess was tall, thin, fit, with long, gorgerous brown hair and pretty green eyes!

 

Sporting a 45SURF denim bikini. :)

 

And may the red-headed sea goddess inspire you along a photographic/artistic journey of your own making!

 

The Canon EF 24-105mm f/4 L IS USM Lens is an amazing lens for practically every situation!

 

Long, pretty legs!

 

All the best on your Hero's Journey from Johnny Ranger McCoy!

Epic slow motion HD video of gorgeous bikini swimsuit goddess:

www.youtube.com/watch?v=sP1YA_6NKhk

 

Canon 5D Mark II Photos of Beautiful Brunette Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess! Pretty Blue Eyes! Canon 5D Mark II Photos of Beautiful Brunette Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess! Pretty Green Eyes! The Wind was running her fingers through her long, wavy hair! She's a fitness model and professional dancer! Shot with the 24-105mm IS USM L lens! Remastered RAWs in Lightroom 5 !

 

I was shooting video of the pretty goddess at the exact same time with my 45surfer/9shooter bracket setup--you can enjoy the video here:

 

youtu.be/tndFdLGbZxw

youtu.be/WqekvtxbzfM

youtu.be/UZWhhvso9DU

youtu.be/VuwzKHq-jDY

www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Wb9hO6tG9g

 

Be sure to watch the goddess in full 1080p HD! She was tall, thin, tan, and fit!

 

Video is fun & it rocks to capture the goddess's beauty and poetry in motion!

 

Shooting simultaneous stills & video rocks! I do it on every shoot now, while also mounting several stationary DSLRs/camcorders for video in addition to the Panasonic or Sony Camcoder bracketed to my Canon 5D or Nikon D800E.

 

The sea goddess was tall, thin, fit, with long, gorgerous brown hair and pretty green eyes!

 

Sporting a 45SURF denim bikini. :)

 

And may the red-headed sea goddess inspire you along a photographic/artistic journey of your own making!

 

The Canon EF 24-105mm f/4 L IS USM Lens is an amazing lens for practically every situation!

 

Long, pretty legs!

 

All the best on your Hero's Journey from Johnny Ranger McCoy!

 

The 45surf Gold 45 Goddess exalts the archetypal form of Athena--the Greek Goddess of wisdom, warfare, strategy, heroic endeavour, handicrafts and reason. A Gold 45 Goddess embodies 45SURF's motto "Virtus, Honoris, et Actio Pro Veritas, Amor, et Bellus, (Strength, Honor, and Action for Truth, Love, and Beauty," and she stands ready to inspire and guide you along your epic, heroic journey into art and mythology. It is Athena who descends to call Telemachus to Adventure in the first book of Homer's Odyssey--to man up, find news of his true father Odysseus, and rid his home of the false suitors, and too, it is Athena who descends in the first book of Homer's Iliad, to calm the Rage of Achilles who is about to draw his sword so as to slay his commander who just seized Achilles' prize, thusly robbing Achilles of his Honor--the higher prize Achilles fought for. And now Athena descends once again, assuming the form of a Gold 45 Goddess, to inspire you along your epic journey of heroic endeavour. And like Helen of Troy, a Gold 45 Goddess is worth fighting a ten year war for.

Pretty Goddess modeling the new Sony A7R ! Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess Shooting Stills (Sony A7R with 35mm F/2.8 Carl Zeiss Lens) & Video (Sony NEX6) at the same time with the 45surfer philosophy bracket! I use it on every shoot, as there is so much beauty in the world and so little time! :) Writing a book on it! :)

 

Here's some video shot at the same time as stills using a Sony A7R for the video camera:

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=RiOMrZIEzg8

www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y7gq_gCk0jE

 

Photos shot with the Nikon D800E and Nikon 70-200mm f/2.8G ED VR II AF-S Nikkor Zoom Lens with the B W 77mm XS-Pro Kaesemann Circular Polarizer with Multi-Resistant Nano Coating filter. I always, always shoot with a CP filter--even on cloudy days!

 

Enjoy the pretty goddesses and all the best on your epic hero's journey!

 

Modeling the black & gold & American flag "Gold 45 Revolver" Gold'N'Virtue swimsuits with the main equation to Moving Dimensions Theory on the swimsuits: dx4/dt=ic. Yes I have a Ph.D. in physics! :) You can read more about my research and Hero's Journey Physics here:

herosjourneyphysics.wordpress.com/ MDT PROOF#2: Einstein (1912 Man. on Rel.) and Minkowski wrote x4=ict. Ergo dx4/dt=ic--the foundational equation of all time and motion which is on all the shirts and swimsuits. Every photon that hits my Nikon D800e's sensor does it by surfing the fourth expanding dimension, which is moving at c relative to the three spatial dimensions, or dx4/dt=ic!

 

The models were tall, thin, fit, and gorgeous beach goddesses! A blond and a brunette with long, long silky hair! Poseidon would approve! If he were shooting them, he'd want to capture simultaneous photographic stills and video at the same time too.

 

Best on your hero's journey from Johnny Ranger McCoy! :)

 

Falling in love with the full frame 36 megapixel e mount Sony A7R! The models make pretty photographers. :)

Happy Holidays! Finishing my work in Lightroom 4 now, and uploading new video of the goddesses!

 

Enjoy the video shot at the same time as the stills:

 

youtu.be/4TaO0Dh69HI (this video was shot while I took one of my most famous & most-viewed photographs ever! be sure to watch in full 1080p hd!)

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=3TvbZgl6Af4 (some more video of the goddess!)

 

Canon 5D Mark II Photos of Beautiful Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess!

 

The video was shot with the awesome Panasonic X900MK 3MOS 3D Full HD SD Camcorder. I highly recommend it!

 

The goddess was tall, thin, and fit, with long, natural brown hair, pretty blue eyes, and a great smile!

Cute freckles!

  

It was a nice sunny, windless, warm, winter's day out on the beach, where the sun stays low all day for epic shooting!

 

Shooting simultaneous stills & video rocks! I do it on every shoot now, while also mounting several stationary DSLRs/camcorders for video in addition to the Panasonic or Sony Camcorder bracketed to my Canon 5D or Nikon D800E.

 

The sea & sand goddess was tall, thin, fit, and athletic, with gorgerous brown hair and pretty blue eyes and long legs! She's a dancer! Wearing a pink polka-dot bikini!

 

Pretty freckles too!

 

May the Hero's Journey Mythology goddesses guide and inspire you throughout the new year!

Happy Holidays! Finishing my work in Lightroom 4 now, and uploading new video of the goddesses!

 

Enjoy the video shot at the same time as the stills:

 

youtu.be/4TaO0Dh69HI (this video was shot while I took one of my most famous & most-viewed photographs ever! be sure to watch in full 1080p hd!)

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=3TvbZgl6Af4 (some more video of the goddess!)

 

Canon 5D Mark II Photos of Beautiful Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess!

 

The video was shot with the awesome Panasonic X900MK 3MOS 3D Full HD SD Camcorder. I highly recommend it!

 

The goddess was tall, thin, and fit, with long, natural brown hair, pretty blue eyes, and a great smile!

Cute freckles!

  

It was a nice sunny, windless, warm, winter's day out on the beach, where the sun stays low all day for epic shooting!

 

Shooting simultaneous stills & video rocks! I do it on every shoot now, while also mounting several stationary DSLRs/camcorders for video in addition to the Panasonic or Sony Camcorder bracketed to my Canon 5D or Nikon D800E.

 

The sea & sand goddess was tall, thin, fit, and athletic, with gorgerous brown hair and pretty blue eyes and long legs! She's a dancer! Wearing a pink polka-dot bikini!

 

Pretty freckles too!

 

May the Hero's Journey Mythology goddesses guide and inspire you throughout the new year!

The R17 Coupé was presented simultaneously with the R15 in 1971. They shared the same chassis and partly the same body and engine.

Both cars were face-lifted in March 1976.

The R15/17 was replaced by the Fuego in 1979.

This 1973 Mk1 wasn't restored and still had its original paint.

 

1565 cc engine taken from the R16 TS.

Production R17: July 1971-Aug. 1979, this version: July 1971-March 1976.

 

Seen in front of Renault Garage Ets. Heinen, Sankt Vith.

Collection Ludwig Heinen.

See also: www.google.nl/maps/place/Heinen+%2F+Ludwig/@50.2902313,6....

 

Number seen: 1.

 

Sankt Vith / Schönberg-Waldecho (B.), N626, Manderfelderstrasse, May 25, 2017.

 

© 2017 Sander Toonen Amsterdam | All Rights Reserved

Better finish my beer then love.....those low waisted jeans are not a flattering look methinks.

 

Calling at platform 3 is the 1V35 07.30 Manchester Piccadilly to Carmarthen, platform 4 hosts the terminating 1F08 07.05 from Portsmouth Harbour.

Pretty Goddess modeling the new Sony A7R ! Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess Shooting Stills (Sony A7R with 35mm F/2.8 Carl Zeiss Lens) & Video (Sony NEX6) at the same time with the 45surfer philosophy bracket! I use it on every shoot, as there is so much beauty in the world and so little time! :) Writing a book on it! :)

 

Here's some video shot at the same time as stills using a Sony A7R for the video camera:

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=RiOMrZIEzg8

www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y7gq_gCk0jE

 

Photos shot with the Nikon D800E and Nikon 70-200mm f/2.8G ED VR II AF-S Nikkor Zoom Lens with the B W 77mm XS-Pro Kaesemann Circular Polarizer with Multi-Resistant Nano Coating filter. I always, always shoot with a CP filter--even on cloudy days!

 

Enjoy the pretty goddesses and all the best on your epic hero's journey!

 

Modeling the black & gold & American flag "Gold 45 Revolver" Gold'N'Virtue swimsuits with the main equation to Moving Dimensions Theory on the swimsuits: dx4/dt=ic. Yes I have a Ph.D. in physics! :) You can read more about my research and Hero's Journey Physics here:

herosjourneyphysics.wordpress.com/ MDT PROOF#2: Einstein (1912 Man. on Rel.) and Minkowski wrote x4=ict. Ergo dx4/dt=ic--the foundational equation of all time and motion which is on all the shirts and swimsuits. Every photon that hits my Nikon D800e's sensor does it by surfing the fourth expanding dimension, which is moving at c relative to the three spatial dimensions, or dx4/dt=ic!

 

The models were tall, thin, fit, and gorgeous beach goddesses! A blond and a brunette with long, long silky hair! Poseidon would approve! If he were shooting them, he'd want to capture simultaneous photographic stills and video at the same time too.

 

Best on your hero's journey from Johnny Ranger McCoy! :)

 

Falling in love with the full frame 36 megapixel e mount Sony A7R! The models make pretty photographers. :)

“These repurposed finished pieces simultaneously lead the viewer to contemplate the history of ‘the thing’ while changing the function of the object,” says Jordan Griska, 2008 PAFA alumnus of the Penn-PAFA BFA program. “Halting the actions of this machine by grounding it in Lenfest Plaza will turn this mobile weapon into a stationary iconic object.” ~ www.pafa.org/museum/exhibitions/grumman-greenhouse

 

Day Trip, 4/6/2019, Philadelphia, PA

 

Panasonic DMC-GF2

LUMIX G VARIO 14-42/F3.5-5.6

ƒ/8.0 14.0 mm 1/15 400

 

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Happy Holidays! Finishing my work in Lightroom 4 now, and uploading new video of the goddesses!

 

Enjoy the video shot at the same time as the stills:

 

youtu.be/4TaO0Dh69HI (this video was shot while I took one of my most famous & most-viewed photographs ever! be sure to watch in full 1080p hd!)

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=3TvbZgl6Af4 (some more video of the goddess!)

 

Canon 5D Mark II Photos of Beautiful Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess!

 

The video was shot with the awesome Panasonic X900MK 3MOS 3D Full HD SD Camcorder. I highly recommend it!

 

The goddess was tall, thin, and fit, with long, natural brown hair, pretty blue eyes, and a great smile!

Cute freckles!

  

It was a nice sunny, windless, warm, winter's day out on the beach, where the sun stays low all day for epic shooting!

 

Shooting simultaneous stills & video rocks! I do it on every shoot now, while also mounting several stationary DSLRs/camcorders for video in addition to the Panasonic or Sony Camcorder bracketed to my Canon 5D or Nikon D800E.

 

The sea & sand goddess was tall, thin, fit, and athletic, with gorgerous brown hair and pretty blue eyes and long legs! She's a dancer! Wearing a pink polka-dot bikini!

 

Pretty freckles too!

 

May the Hero's Journey Mythology goddesses guide and inspire you throughout the new year!

Finishing my work in Lightroom 4 now, and uploading new video of the goddesses!

 

Enjoy the video shot at the same time as the stills:

 

youtu.be/4TaO0Dh69HI (this video was shot while I took one of my most famous & most-viewed photographs ever! be sure to watch in full 1080p hd!)

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=3TvbZgl6Af4 (some more video of the goddess!)

 

Canon 5D Mark II Photos of Beautiful Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess!

 

The video was shot with the awesome Panasonic X900MK 3MOS 3D Full HD SD Camcorder. I highly recommend it!

 

The goddess was tall, thin, and fit, with long, natural brown hair, pretty blue eyes, and a great smile!

Cute freckles!

  

It was a nice sunny, windless, warm, winter's day out on the beach, where the sun stays low all day for epic shooting!

 

Shooting simultaneous stills & video rocks! I do it on every shoot now, while also mounting several stationary DSLRs/camcorders for video in addition to the Panasonic or Sony Camcorder bracketed to my Canon 5D or Nikon D800E.

 

The sea & sand goddess was tall, thin, fit, and athletic, with gorgerous brown hair and pretty blue eyes and long legs! She's a dancer! Wearing a pink polka-dot bikini!

 

Pretty freckles too!

 

May the Hero's Journey Mythology goddesses guide and inspire you throughout the new year!

Title.

October Sun.

  

B♭ (B Flat)

A Novel by Mitsushiro Nakagawa

 

日本語のあらすじ等は下の方にあります😃

 

“Synopsis”

 

A Palestinian group from Gaza hacks into North Korea’s cryptocurrency system, stealing hundreds of millions of dollars. Their true goal is not money—but to recreate the lost homeland of Gaza on American soil.

Amid the backdrop of hardline Republican immigration policies and a growing wave of xenophobia, a quiet plan begins to take shape: the gradual collapse of America from within.

During a speech at Madison Square Garden, Republican presidential candidate Justin Bradford is shot. Almost simultaneously in Los Angeles, former president Owen Reed is attacked at a rally for Democratic hopeful Ryan Bennett.

Two assassinations—mirroring one another—ignite a nation’s deepest divide. Yet, against all odds, Justin survives. His blood type is one in 2.5 million: the Bombay Blood Group.

The only person who can donate such blood is Anaya Patel, a community art facilitator working in Brooklyn. Her blood, stored in the Bellevue Hospital Blood Bank, is used for an emergency transfusion that saves the candidate’s life.

Jack Vance, an agent of the U.S. Secret Service, suspects a Gaza-based network behind the attacks. Together with Cameron Bartlett, the FBI Director of the Los Angeles Field Office, and Veronica Reeves, a senior investigator from New York, he begins to uncover a vast conspiracy.

Their investigation leads them to Rafi Gannam, a former architecture student at the Islamic University of Gaza, who has infiltrated redevelopment sites across Los Angeles and New York—embedding C4 explosives deep within beams and structural cores.

His targets: new residential districts where agents of ICE (Immigration and Customs Enforcement) and ERO (Enforcement and Removal Operations) live—symbols of “the order America built.”

Veronica urges the President to pursue dialogue to prevent further destruction, but President Grant M. Ranford refuses to listen.

Meanwhile, the recovering Justin and his Democratic rival Ryan appear on national television, calling for unity beyond political divisions.

Their words of reason, however, are drowned out when Grant takes the stage in Iowa, defiantly declaring: “We will never bow to terror.”

Among the crowd, Rafi’s operatives have already taken their positions.

As chaos erupts and the stage collapses, Amir Nasser—once Rafi’s comrade, haunted by the memory of his sister’s death in Gaza—tries desperately to halt the chain of destruction.

But Rafi’s conviction remains unshaken.

Under the twilight beneath the Williamsburg Bridge, amid the city’s fading noise, the two men part ways.

It is the boundary between prayer and vengeance, between hope and nothingness.

  

“Characters”

 

Anaya Patel – 25, Community Art Facilitator

Arjun Singh – 26, Anaya’s boyfriend, Luminatech Innovations

Mika Sato – 25, Anaya’s friend, Community Art Facilitator

 

Justin Bradford – 27, Republican Presidential Candidate

Eleanor Blake – 26, Justin’s fiancée

 

President Grant M. Langford – 61, Incumbent Republican President

Vice President Charles “Chuck” Baines – 64, Incumbent Republican Vice President

 

Ryan Bennett – 30, Democratic Presidential Candidate

Sophia Bennett – 30, Ryan’s wife

Owen Reed – 65, Former Democratic President

 

Jack Vance – 45, Secret Service, Former FBI Los Angeles Field Office

Ben Holloway – 30, Jack’s colleague

Darryl Ross – 29, Jack’s colleague

Elijah Kane – 28, Jack’s colleague

 

Marcus Dane – 45, FBI Los Angeles Field Office

Cameron Bartlett – 55, FBI Los Angeles Field Office, Field Office Director

Tom Caldwell – 38, FBI Technical Unit, Marcus’s subordinate

 

Veronica Reeves – 41, FBI Special Agent

Alexander Harris – 52, FBI New York Field Office, Field Office Director

Elliot Chen – 36, Technology Unit Chief

Alicia Monroe – 58, FBI Director

 

Zakaria Haddad – 51, Gaza Strip, Palestine; Former Islamic University Engineering Professor, New York Team

Amir Nasser – 23, Gaza Strip, Palestine; Former Islamic University Electronics Engineering, New York Team

Rafi Gannam – 32, Gaza Strip, Palestine; Islamic University, Architecture, New York Team

Rohan Shah – 29, Gaza Strip, Palestine; Islamic University, Architecture, New York Team

 

Majid Hamza – 47, Gaza Strip, Palestine; University of Palestine, Information Technology, Los Angeles Team

Samira Hammad – 28, Gaza Strip, Palestine; University of Palestine, Engineering, Los Angeles Team

Saeed Kabari – 35, Gaza Strip, Palestine; University of Palestine, Business Administration, Los Angeles Team

Reem Nasser – 30, Gaza Strip, Palestine; University of Palestine, Media Studies, Los Angeles Team

 

Noah Levi – 55, Israel, residing in Tel Aviv, Jewish

  

B♭ will be released worldwide on February 29, 2026.

Recently, director Ridley Scott remarked that streaming films and series have become dull.

I agree.

If you have two hours to spare for such stories, I ask for only two minutes of your time.

Two minutes with my novel will outlast those two hours.

I am confident of that.

  

Stay tuned.

Mitsushiro

October 9th, 2025

 

P.S.

Micchan — the man who challenges Netflix. 😃

  

P.S.2

Model. Photography. Text. Novel.

All me. 😄

 

( iPhone 13 Pro shot )

Motosuka Beach. Kujūkuri Coast. Sanmu City. Chiba, Japan. October 9, 2025 … 0.8 / 16

(Today’s photo. It has not been published yet.)

  

Images.

 

ONE OK ROCK - We are [ LIVE ]

youtu.be/uyaKoj7wABY?si=l5TIci49GRdoYQDD

  

English lyrics and Japanese translation

youtu.be/wOS8u80wvEs?si=g2ghwRsJRmqn3C22

  

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My new novel

B♭ (B Flat)

 

Volume 19😄

The following is still in its draft stage and will be revised further.

Key parts are not disclosed.

The order of the content shown here is mixed.

(Of course, this is not the final version.)

 

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My new novel

B♭ (B Flat)

English translation by GPT-5, in collaboration with Mitsushiro Nakagawa

  

Twilight sank over the harbor town, dimming the air as the rusted girders along the pier turned a burnished red.

The park in Red Hook was nearly empty; the chains of the swings stirred in the wind, clinking faintly.

Children’s laughter drifted from afar, only deepening the stillness that hung over the place.

Amir stood outside the wire fence, gazing at the scene, and something half-forgotten stirred within him.

There had been evenings, too, in the rubble of Gaza.

Out from the ruins of broken houses, his mother would appear—

breathless, dust clinging to her clothes, coming to find him, to hold him close.

He could still recall the scent of her hair, the warmth of her arms.

“Let’s go home,” she had said.

Even if “home” was nothing more than a collapsing shell of stone and dust, her voice alone had led him back.

A mattress laid atop debris.

A room with no walls, only wind.

Yet each time his mother’s hand brushed his forehead, that place became, undeniably, home.

Amir’s gaze returned to the New York children swaying on the swings.

The innocent rhythm between mothers and sons was repeating itself again, bathed in the soft light of dusk.

It was a world untouched by weapons or blood.

“Rafi,” he murmured, barely louder than the wind,

“maybe… we don’t have to go on.”

Rafi didn’t look away.

His eyes were clouded with the sediment of Gaza—blood and dust, the memory of ruin.

His father’s body fallen in shadow.

Walls blackened with fire.

Dreams torn apart.

What filled him was not tenderness, but a cold and merciless anger.

“Don’t forget, Amir,” he said, his voice hard as stone.

“In the same place where your mother held you, our fathers were slaughtered.

Those ruins are not just ruins.”

Amir fell silent.

The river’s surface rippled red in the twilight; across the East River, the towers of Manhattan shimmered faintly, blurred at the edges.

Peace and destruction, memory and hatred—

they mingled together in the same wind.

Behind the wire fence, children’s laughter still rang out.

But to the two men, it sounded only like an echo from another world.

 

The setting sun sank quietly, staining the bridge’s iron joints red as the heat beneath it trembled in the air.

Rainwater pooled in the cracks of the concrete, reflecting a thin sheet of gold.

A faint steam rose from the damp air, and the salt from the harbor clung to Amir’s nose.

The boarded door of an abandoned factory hung loose,

the wind pushing in old newspapers and leaves, swirling them into tiny spirals.

From afar came the cry of cicadas, and a city bus exhaled a sigh through its brakes.

Beneath the bridge stood Amir, Rafi, and several others scattered in silence.

Some wiped sweat from their brows, eyes lowered to the ground;

others rested hands upon the girders, gazing out toward the distant light.

At intervals, the shadow of a parent waiting for a child passed by,

a white-roofed van gliding through the heat.

Amir rubbed his back, the sweat clinging to his shirt, and sat down in the shadow of the bridge pier.

Rafi stood a short distance away.

Their shadows stretched long, wavering under the harsh westering sun.

No one among their comrades moved; their stillness was a kind of breathless waiting.

“Can’t we stop here?” Amir’s voice wavered into the humid air.

In his mind, he saw again his mother’s hand reaching through a crack in the stone wall—

that small, dirt-stained hand that once touched his cheek.

The desire to return to that warmth still flickered faintly in his chest, like an ember refusing to die.

Rafi clenched his jaw, and spoke through his teeth, his words as brief and cold as a stone cast into the sea.

“Don’t forget, Amir.

If you forget that night, we’ll betray the dead.”

His voice merged with the creak of metal underfoot, irreconcilable with the laughter of children or the cry of cicadas drifting in the distance.

Amir narrowed his eyes, watching the flow of light beyond the railing.

Across the river, windows shimmered in layers—

places where life went on, where dinners were being served,

where children’s laughter and footsteps would echo softly through the gardens.

A deep shadow cut across Rafi’s face.

His fists were clenched, the veins on his hands taut and bright.

“That wish of yours,” he said quietly,

“do you know it might become someone’s gravestone?”

Amir’s gaze fell to a small white rabbit doll at his feet.

It was caked with dust, one eye missing.

Perhaps it belonged to a child who once played beneath this bridge—

or perhaps it had simply wandered here by chance.

Either way, to Amir, that single missing eye seemed like a fleeting glimpse of a world quietly disappearing.

Silence spread between them.

The wind hummed low through the iron beams.

Around them, the world went on moving.

A van door shut.

A parent touched a child’s shoulder.

A bus turned the corner.

Their comrades drew shallow breaths, eyes fixed on the ground or the far horizon.

Without looking back, Amir began walking toward the city beyond the bridge’s shadow.

Behind him came a single breath from Rafi—

a sound that carried the stillness of a corpse.

The summer dusk slowly swallowed the bridge.

The men beneath it remained as faint silhouettes,

poised between the red of sunset and the cold gleam of steel.

Rafi quietly unzipped his bag and drew out a tablet.

His fingers trembled slightly,

but he took a slow breath to steady himself,

and aimed the camera at the mark of “B♭” at the bottom of mellow-echo.net.

A dark screen flickered to life, revealing a deep-layer QR code.

Without hesitation, his finger slid along the words:

“C4-ID: Vanta+Core / Ready.”

That movement sent a faint tremor through the tension of the men beneath the bridge,

blending with the dry scent of rust and the damp summer air.

From the far side of the East River, under another bridge,

sparks began to rise—one, then another—

tiny flashes glowing red in the dark.

The light quivered across the shadows,

and the sound of metal striking metal echoed low.

Rafi’s eyes followed the fading silhouette of Amir’s back.

The others stepped silently away,

drawing a little farther from the bridge.

Moist air clung to Rafi’s skin,

and the mingled red of dusk and chill of steel filled the space around him.

In the hush beneath the bridge,

each flash and creak formed a strange rhythm in his chest.

A cicada cried once in the distance.

The city’s murmur faded to a far-off haze.

Pressed beneath that wave of tension,

the men held their breath,

confirming each other’s presence only through glances and the rhythm of their breathing.

The summer dusk slowly—yet surely—

swallowed the bridge, the city,

and the shadows that remained.

  

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My new novel:

B♭ (B-flat)

There’s still more to come. 😃

(This is not the final draft.)

Set in New York City.

  

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Soundtrack.

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack/pl.u-47...

 

For japanese

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack-for-jap...

 

Note: I gave a brief explanation of this novel in the following video:

youtu.be/3w65lqUF-YI?si=yG7qy6TPeCL9xRJV

  

iTunes Playlist Link::

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b/pl.u-47DJGhopxMD

 

For japanese

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack-for-jap...

 

My new novel:

B♭ (B-flat)

Notes

1. "Bombay Blood Type (hh type)"

•Characteristics: A rare blood type that lacks the usual ABO antigens — cannot be classified as A, B, or O.

•Discovery: First identified in 1952 in Mumbai, India (formerly Bombay).

•Prevalence: Roughly 1 in 10,000 people in India; globally, about 1 in 2.5 million.

•Transfusion Compatibility: Only compatible with blood from other Bombay type donors.

2. 2024 Harvard University Valedictorian Speech – The Power of Not Knowing

youtu.be/SOUH8iVqSOI?si=Ju-Y728irtcWR71K

3. Shots Fired at Trump Rally

youtu.be/1ejfAkzjEhk?si=ASqJwEmkY-2rW_hT

  

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Title.

10月の太陽。

  

僕の新しい小説

 B♭ (ビーフラット) ……. Mitsushiro Nakagawa

  

“あらすじ”

 

北朝鮮の仮想通貨システムをハッキングし、数億ドルを奪取したガザ出身のパレスチナ人グループが、アメリカ合衆国へ密かに潜入する。

彼らの目的は、失われた祖国ガザを、アメリカの地に「復元」することだった。

共和党による強硬な移民政策と、国内にくすぶる排外感情を利用し、アメリカ社会を内側から崩壊させる計画が静かに進行していく。

共和党大統領候補ジャスティン・ブラッドフォードがマディソン・スクエア・ガーデンで演説中に狙撃され、ほぼ同時刻、ロサンゼルスでは前大統領オーウェン・リードもまた、民主党候補ライアン・ベネットの集会で撃たれる。

国家を二分する双方向の暗殺。だが、ジャスティンは奇跡的に生還する。

彼の血液型は、世界でわずか250万人に一人といわれる「ボンベイブラッド」。

その希少な血を提供できたのは、ブルックリンで活動するコミュニティアート・ファシリテーター、アナヤ・パテルだった。

彼女の血液はベルビュー病院の血液バンクに保存されており、緊急輸血によって、候補者の命はかろうじて繋がれた。

シークレットサービスのジャック・バンスは、テロの背後にガザ出身の組織が関与していることを察知し、FBIロサンゼルス支局長官キャメロン・バートレット、ニューヨーク支局の特別捜査官ヴェロニカ・リーブスと共に捜査を進める。

やがて彼らは、イスラム大学で建築学を学んだラフィ・ガンナムが、ロサンゼルスやニューヨークの再開発現場に潜入し、梁や構造体の中枢にC4爆薬を仕込んでいた事実に辿り着く。

標的は、ICE(移民・関税執行局)やERO(執行・送還作戦部門)の職員が暮らす新興住宅街——すなわち、「アメリカが築いた秩序」そのものだった。

ヴェロニカは、これ以上の破壊を防ぐため、大統領への対話を進言するが、現職のグラント・ランフォード大統領は耳を貸さない。

一方、命を取り留めたジャスティンと民主党候補ライアンは、テレビを通じて国民に訴えかけ、分断を乗り越えようとする。

だが、その理性の声を嘲笑うかのように、グラントはアイオワ州での演説を強行し、「テロには屈しない」と宣言する。

その会場には、すでにラフィの仲間が率いる工作チームが潜入していた。

崩壊する会場の惨状を前に、仲間の一人アミール・ナッセルは、かつてガザで妹を失った記憶に引き裂かれ、破壊の連鎖を止めようとする。

だが、ラフィの信念は揺るがない。

ウィリアムズバーグ橋の下、夕暮れの喧騒のなか、二人は決別する。

それは、祈りと報復、希望と虚無の境界線だった——。

 

“登場人物”

 

アナヤ・パテル 25歳 コミュニティアート・ファシリテーター

アルジュン・シン 26歳 アナヤの恋人・ルミナテック・イノベーションズ社

 

佐藤 ミカ 25歳 アナの友人・コミュニティアート・ファシリテーター

 

ジャスティン・ブラッドフォード 27歳 共和党大統領候補

エリノア・ブレイク 26歳 ジャスティンの婚約者

 

グラント・M・ランフォード大統領 61歳 共和党大統領現職

チャールズ・ベインズ副大統領 64歳 共和党副大統領現職

 

ライアン・ベネット 30歳 民主党大統領候補

ソフィア・ベネット 30歳 ライアンの妻

 

オーウェン・リード 65歳 民主党前大統領

 

ジャック・バンス 45歳 シークレットサービス 元FBIロサンゼルス支局

ベン・ホロウェイ 30歳 ジャックの同僚

ダリル・ロス 29歳 ジャックの同僚

イライジャ・ケイン 28歳 ジャックの同僚

 

マーカス・デイン 45歳 FBI ロサンゼルス支局

キャメロン・バートレット 55歳 FBI ロサンゼルス支局 支局長

トム・コールドウェル 38歳 FBI技術班 マーカスの部下

 

ヴェロニカ・リーヴス 41歳 FBI特別捜査官

アレクサンダー・ハリス 52歳 FBI ニューヨーク支局 支局長

エリオット・チェン 36歳 テクノロジー班主任

 

アリシア・モンロー 58歳 FBI長官

 

ザカリア・ハッダード 51歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 元イスラム大学 工学部教授 ニューヨークチーム

アミール・ナッセル 23歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 元イスラム大学 電子工学部 ニューヨークチーム

ラフィ・ガンナム 32歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 イスラム大学 建築学部 ニューヨークチーム

ロハン・シャー 29歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 イスラム大学 建築学部 ニューヨークチーム

 

マジード・ハムザ 47歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 パレスチナ大学 情報技術学部 ロサンゼルスチーム

サミラ・ハンマド 28歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 パレスチナ大学 工学部 ロサンゼルスチーム

サイード・カバリ 35歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 パレスチナ大学 経営学部 ロサンゼルスチーム

リーム・ナセル 30歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 パレスチナ大学 メディア学部 ロサンゼルスチーム

 

ノア・レヴィ 55歳 イスラエル テルアビブ在住 ユダヤ人

  

僕のこの小説は、来年、2026年2月末日に公開します。

 

先日、リドリースコット監督がサブスクの映画やドラマ群がつまらないと話していたようだけど、同感です。

僕も非常に退屈です。

それらに2時間を要するなら、僕の小説を2分間だけ読んで欲しい。

その2分間は、2時間を越えるでしょう。

僕は自信があります。

ぜひ、期待してお待ちください。

 

Mitsushiro Nakagawa

09th. Oct . 2025.

  

追伸

ネトフリに挑戦する男、みっちゃん。😃

 

追伸2。

モデル。撮影。テキスト。小説。すべて、オレ。😄

  

( iPhone 13 pro shot )

  

本須賀海岸。九十九里浜。山武市。千葉県。日本。10月9日。2025 … 0.8 / 16

(今日の写真。それは未発表です。)

  

Images.

 

ONE OK ROCK - We are [ LIVE ]

youtu.be/uyaKoj7wABY?si=l5TIci49GRdoYQDD

  

英詞と和訳

youtu.be/wOS8u80wvEs?si=g2ghwRsJRmqn3C22

  

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僕の新しい小説。

 B♭ (ビーフラット)

  

第19弾。 😄

以下は、まだ初稿の段階です。まだ推敲します。

重要な部分は公開していません。

公開している内容の順番はバラバラです。

(もちろん最終稿ではありません。)

 

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僕の新しい小説。

 

 B♭ (ビーフラット)

 

English translation by GPT-5, in collaboration with Mitsushiro Nakagawa

  

 夕暮れは港町の空気を沈ませながら、埠頭に錆びついた鉄骨を赤銅色に染めていた。

 レッドフックの公園は人影もまばらで、遊具の鎖が風に揺れ、かすかな音を立てていた。子どもたちの笑い声が遠くにひびき、かえって静けさを際立たせているようだった。

 アミールは金網の外からその光景を見つめ、胸の奥に忘れかけていた感覚を呼び戻していた。

かつてガザの瓦礫の町にも夕暮れはあった。

 破壊された家々のあいだから、母の姿が現れた。息を切らし、砂埃をまといながらも、彼を探して抱きしめに来る母の匂いを、アミールは今も覚えていた。

 「家に帰ろう」と母は言った。

 家とは呼べないほど崩れかけた場所であっても、その声だけが彼を導いた。瓦礫の上に置かれた布団、壁もない部屋に流れ込む風、それでも母の手が彼の額を撫でるたび、そこは確かに家だった。

 アミールの視線は、ブランコに揺れるニューヨークの子どもたちへと戻った。母と子の無邪気な時間が、夕暮れの柔らかな光のなかで繰り返されている。

 その光景は、武器や血とは無縁の世界だった。

「ラフィ……俺たちは、もうやめてもいいんじゃないか」

 低く呟いた声は、風に溶けるほど弱かった。

 ラフィは目を逸らさなかった。その瞳には、ガザの砂塵に埋もれた血の記憶がよどんでいた。

 倒れ伏した父の影、焼け焦げた壁、裂けた夢。彼の胸に満ちているのは、優しさではなく、冷たい怒りだった。

「忘れるな、アミール」

 声は硬い石のように響いた。

「母の腕に抱かれた記憶と同じ場所で、父たちは殺されたんだ。あの瓦礫はただの瓦礫じゃない」

 アミールは唇を閉ざした。

 夕暮れの川面が赤く揺らぎ、イーストリバー越しのマンハッタンの高層ビルの影がかすかに滲んでいた。

 平和と破壊、記憶と憎しみが、同じ風の中で混じり合っていた。

 金網の内では、子どもの笑い声がまだ響いていた。

 しかし、ふたりの耳にはそれが遠い世界の残響にしか思えなかった。

  

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 夕陽は鉄の骨の継ぎ目を赤く染めながら、橋の下の熱気に揺れつつ静かに沈み込んだ。

 コンクリートの裂け目に溜まった水が、夕陽を映して薄い金色に光っている。湿った空気にわずかな湯気が立ち、港から流れる潮の匂いがアミールの鼻腔に絡んだ。

 廃工場の戸板は半ば外れ、風が古い新聞紙や枯れ葉を押し込み、小さな渦をつくっていた。蝉の声が遠くから響き、路線バスのブレーキ音が一度、吐息のように洩れた。

 橋の下には、アミールとラフィのほかに、数名の仲間たちが散らばって立っている。肩をすくめ、汗を拭いながら地面に視線を落とす者もいれば、鉄梁に手をかけ、遠くの光景をじっと見つめる者もいた。

 時折、子どもを待つ親の影と、白い屋根の送迎車が通り過ぎる。

 アミールは汗で張り付いたシャツの背中をさすり、橋げたの影に腰を下ろした。

 ラフィは少し離れて立った。影は長く伸び、照りつける西日に揺れていた。仲間たちは微動だにせず、息を殺すようにその場にいる。

「ここでやめられないのか」

 アミールの声は、蒸し暑い夕暮れの空気に溶けかけた。脳裏には、母が崩れた石壁の隙間から差し出した小さな手が浮かんでいた。母の手はいつも、汚れた掌で彼の頬を撫でてくれた。そこに帰りたいという欲が、胸の奥でまだ微かに温かく息をしている。

 ラフィは奥歯を噛みしめ、舌先だけで言った。簡潔で、海に投げる石のように冷たい。

「忘れるな、アミール。あの夜のことを忘れたら、俺たちは死んだ者たちを裏切る」

 その声は、波打つ鉄板の軋みと混じり、遠くの子どもたちの笑い声や蝉の声とは相容れなかった。

 アミールは目を細め、橋の欄干越しに流れてゆく光を見た。向こう岸に、きらめく窓が幾重にも並んでいる。そこには暮らしがあり、夕飯の匂いが立ち、子どもたちの笑い声や庭先で遊ぶ足音が、柔らかく響いているはずだ。

 ラフィの頬に深い影が刺さり、拳を握りしめている。手の甲の血管が鋭く浮いた。

「お前のその願いが、誰かの墓標になることを、お前は知っているのか」

 アミールの視線は、足元に落ちた小さな白いうさぎのぬいぐるみに止まった。埃にまみれ、ひとつの目が欠けていた。

 そのぬいぐるみは、橋の下で遊んだ遠い誰かのものかもしれない。あるいは単に迷い込んだだけかもしれない。どちらにせよ、アミールにはその欠けた目が、消えていく日常の一瞥に思えた。

 沈黙がふたりを隔てた。風が、橋げたの鉄梁を低く鳴らした。

 周囲の世界は動き続ける。送迎車の戸が閉まり、親が子の肩を叩く。バスが一台、角を曲がる。仲間たちは微かに息を整え、視線を地面や遠方に巡らせたままだ。

 アミールは振り返らず、橋の影から街のほうへ歩き出した。

 後ろでラフィの吐息が一つだけ聞こえた。それは骸のような静けさを残し、夏の夕闇が緩やかに橋を飲み込んでゆく。橋下の仲間たちは、かすかな影のまま残り、夕陽の赤と鉄の冷たさの間に佇んでいた。

 ラフィは静かにバッグを開き、タブレットを取り出した。指先に、微かに震えはあったが、心を鎮めるように深く息を吸い、mellow-echo.netの最下部にあるB“♭(フラット)”に、ミュートリーダーのカメラをかざした。暗い画面にディープレイヤーQRコードが浮かび上がると、指先はためらうことなく、“C4-ID:Vanta+Core/Ready.”の文字に沿って滑った。その手の動きは、橋下に残った仲間たちの緊張を微かに揺らし、乾いた鉄の匂いと湿った夏の風に溶けた。

 イーストリバーを挟んだ対岸の橋下から、火花が一点、また一点と立ち上り、暗がりに赤く瞬いた。小さな光は、橋下の影を揺らし、鉄梁にぶつかる音が低く響く。ラフィの視線はアミールの背に残る影を追い、仲間たちは無言で後退りし、橋下から少しずつ距離を取った。

 湿気を帯びた空気がラフィの肌をまとい、夕陽の赤と鉄の冷たさが入り混じる。橋下の静寂の中、火花の閃光と小さな軋みが、ラフィの胸の奥に奇妙な律動を生んだ。遠くで蝉が一声鳴き、街のざわめきは遙か彼方に霞んでゆく。

 その緊張の波に押されるように、橋下の仲間たちは息をひそめ、視線と呼吸だけで互いの存在を確かめあった。

 夏の夕闇は、まるで橋を、街を、そして残された影を静かに、しかし確かに飲み込んでいった。

  

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僕の新しい小説。

 B♭ (ビーフラット)

 

舞台はニューヨークです。

  

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Soundtrack.

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For japanese

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iTunes Playlist Link::

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For japanese

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追記 この小説を多少説明しました。

youtu.be/3w65lqUF-YI?si=yG7qy6TPeCL9xRJV

  

メモ

 

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「Bombay型(ボンベイ型、hh型)」

•特徴:通常のABO血液型を持たない(A、B、Oに分類されない)特殊な型。

•発見地:1952年、インド・ムンバイ(旧ボンベイ)で初めて確認。

•発生頻度:インドでは1万人に1人程度だが、世界的には約250万人に1人とも。

•輸血制限:同じBombay型しか輸血できない。

 

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2024年ハーバード大学首席の卒業式スピーチ『知らないことの力』

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Shots fired at Trump rally

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Happy Holidays! Finishing my work in Lightroom 4 now, and uploading new video of the goddesses!

 

Enjoy the video shot at the same time as the stills:

 

youtu.be/4TaO0Dh69HI (this video was shot while I took one of my most famous & most-viewed photographs ever! be sure to watch in full 1080p hd!)

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=3TvbZgl6Af4 (some more video of the goddess!)

 

Canon 5D Mark II Photos of Beautiful Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess!

 

The video was shot with the awesome Panasonic X900MK 3MOS 3D Full HD SD Camcorder. I highly recommend it!

 

The goddess was tall, thin, and fit, with long, natural brown hair, pretty blue eyes, and a great smile!

Cute freckles!

  

It was a nice sunny, windless, warm, winter's day out on the beach, where the sun stays low all day for epic shooting!

 

Shooting simultaneous stills & video rocks! I do it on every shoot now, while also mounting several stationary DSLRs/camcorders for video in addition to the Panasonic or Sony Camcorder bracketed to my Canon 5D or Nikon D800E.

 

The sea & sand goddess was tall, thin, fit, and athletic, with gorgerous brown hair and pretty blue eyes and long legs! She's a dancer! Wearing a pink polka-dot bikini!

 

Pretty freckles too!

 

May the Hero's Journey Mythology goddesses guide and inspire you throughout the new year!

someone asked me the other day why mundane scenes such as these get captured over and over again in my lens. i explained that i live in a world where my heart is simultaneously being broken and filled with love on a daily basis, and i really have no words for those emotions. words escape me regularly for the things i see/hear/smell/taste/touch everyday. i see my images that way, too. maybe i can help someone else process their feelings through an image. and while this may just look like a doorknob to you, it’s my whole childhood summed up in one quiet image. and i couldn’t stop taking these images if i wanted to. it’s in me, woven into every fiber of my dna.

Title:

Monochrome Ad Towers

 

日本語のあらすじ等は下の方にあります😃

 

B♭ (B Flat)

A Novel by Mitsushiro Nakagawa

 

“Synopsis”

A Palestinian group from Gaza hacks into North Korea’s cryptocurrency system, stealing hundreds of millions of dollars. Their true goal is not money—but to recreate the lost homeland of Gaza on American soil.

Amid the backdrop of hardline Republican immigration policies and a growing wave of xenophobia, a quiet plan begins to take shape: the gradual collapse of America from within.

During a speech at Madison Square Garden, Republican presidential candidate Justin Bradford is shot. Almost simultaneously in Los Angeles, former president Owen Reed is attacked at a rally for Democratic hopeful Ryan Bennett.

Two assassinations—mirroring one another—ignite a nation’s deepest divide. Yet, against all odds, Justin survives. His blood type is one in 2.5 million: the Bombay Blood Group.

The only person who can donate such blood is Anaya Patel, a community art facilitator working in Brooklyn. Her blood, stored in the Bellevue Hospital Blood Bank, is used for an emergency transfusion that saves the candidate’s life.

Jack Vance, an agent of the U.S. Secret Service, suspects a Gaza-based network behind the attacks. Together with Cameron Bartlett, the FBI Director of the Los Angeles Field Office, and Veronica Reeves, a senior investigator from New York, he begins to uncover a vast conspiracy.

Their investigation leads them to Rafi Gannam, a former architecture student at the Islamic University of Gaza, who has infiltrated redevelopment sites across Los Angeles and New York—embedding C4 explosives deep within beams and structural cores.

His targets: new residential districts where agents of ICE (Immigration and Customs Enforcement) and ERO (Enforcement and Removal Operations) live—symbols of “the order America built.”

Veronica urges the President to pursue dialogue to prevent further destruction, but President Grant M. Ranford refuses to listen.

Meanwhile, the recovering Justin and his Democratic rival Ryan appear on national television, calling for unity beyond political divisions.

Their words of reason, however, are drowned out when Grant takes the stage in Iowa, defiantly declaring: “We will never bow to terror.”

Among the crowd, Rafi’s operatives have already taken their positions.

As chaos erupts and the stage collapses, Amir Nasser—once Rafi’s comrade, haunted by the memory of his sister’s death in Gaza—tries desperately to halt the chain of destruction.

But Rafi’s conviction remains unshaken.

Under the twilight beneath the Williamsburg Bridge, amid the city’s fading noise, the two men part ways.

It is the boundary between prayer and vengeance, between hope and nothingness.

  

“Characters”

 

Anaya Patel – 25, Community Art Facilitator

Arjun Singh – 26, Anaya’s boyfriend, Luminatech Innovations

Mika Sato – 25, Anaya’s friend, Community Art Facilitator

 

Justin Bradford – 27, Republican Presidential Candidate

Eleanor Blake – 26, Justin’s fiancée

 

President Grant M. Langford – 61, Incumbent Republican President

Vice President Charles “Chuck” Baines – 64, Incumbent Republican Vice President

 

Ryan Bennett – 30, Democratic Presidential Candidate

Sophia Bennett – 30, Ryan’s wife

Owen Reed – 65, Former Democratic President

 

Jack Vance – 45, Secret Service, Former FBI Los Angeles Field Office

Ben Holloway – 30, Jack’s colleague

Darryl Ross – 29, Jack’s colleague

Elijah Kane – 28, Jack’s colleague

 

Marcus Dane – 45, FBI Los Angeles Field Office

Cameron Bartlett – 55, FBI Los Angeles Field Office, Field Office Director

Tom Caldwell – 38, FBI Technical Unit, Marcus’s subordinate

 

Veronica Reeves – 41, FBI Special Agent

Alexander Harris – 52, FBI New York Field Office, Field Office Director

Elliot Chen – 36, Technology Unit Chief

Alicia Monroe – 58, FBI Director

 

Zakaria Haddad – 51, Gaza Strip, Palestine; Former Islamic University Engineering Professor, New York Team

Amir Nasser – 23, Gaza Strip, Palestine; Former Islamic University Electronics Engineering, New York Team

Rafi Gannam – 32, Gaza Strip, Palestine; Islamic University, Architecture, New York Team

Rohan Shah – 29, Gaza Strip, Palestine; Islamic University, Architecture, New York Team

 

Majid Hamza – 47, Gaza Strip, Palestine; University of Palestine, Information Technology, Los Angeles Team

Samira Hammad – 28, Gaza Strip, Palestine; University of Palestine, Engineering, Los Angeles Team

Saeed Kabari – 35, Gaza Strip, Palestine; University of Palestine, Business Administration, Los Angeles Team

Reem Nasser – 30, Gaza Strip, Palestine; University of Palestine, Media Studies, Los Angeles Team

 

Noah Levi – 55, Israel, residing in Tel Aviv, Jewish

  

B♭ will be released worldwide on February 29, 2026.

Recently, director Ridley Scott remarked that streaming films and series have become dull.

I agree.

If you have two hours to spare for such stories, I ask for only two minutes of your time.

Two minutes with my novel will outlast those two hours.

I am confident of that.

  

Stay tuned.

Mitsushiro

October 9th, 2025

 

P.S.

Micchan — the man who challenges Netflix. 😃

  

(Nikon Coolpix 8700 shot)

 

Manhattan. New York. USA. 2007. … 2 / 10

 

(Photo of the day. This has already been published, but I recently re-edited it from the original.)

  

Images.

5 Seconds of Summers - I'm Scared I'll Never Sleep Again

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My new novel:

B♭ (B-flat)

There’s still more to come. 😃

(This is not the final draft.)

Set in New York City.

 

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:: Soundtrack ::

 

B♭ ( My Novel . Soundtrack )

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B♭ ( My Novel . Soundtrack . For Japanese)

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B♭ ( My Novel . Soundtrack . Sweet Summer rain ver.)

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B♭ ( My Novel . Soundtrack . Hard days ver.)

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Note: I gave a brief explanation of this novel in the following video:

youtu.be/3w65lqUF-YI?si=yG7qy6TPeCL9xRJV

  

My new novel:

B♭ (B-flat)

Notes

1. "Bombay Blood Type (hh type)"

•Characteristics: A rare blood type that lacks the usual ABO antigens — cannot be classified as A, B, or O.

•Discovery: First identified in 1952 in Mumbai, India (formerly Bombay).

•Prevalence: Roughly 1 in 10,000 people in India; globally, about 1 in 2.5 million.

•Transfusion Compatibility: Only compatible with blood from other Bombay type donors.

2. 2024 Harvard University Valedictorian Speech – The Power of Not Knowing

youtu.be/SOUH8iVqSOI?si=Ju-Y728irtcWR71K

3. Shots Fired at Trump Rally

youtu.be/1ejfAkzjEhk?si=ASqJwEmkY-2rW_hT

  

Mitsushiro Nakagawa belong to Lot No. 402 _.Copyright©︎2025 Lot No.402_ All rights reserved.

 

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Title:

モノクロームの広告塔

  

僕の新しい小説

 B♭ (ビーフラット) ……. Mitsushiro Nakagawa

  

“あらすじ”

 

北朝鮮の仮想通貨システムをハッキングし、数億ドルを奪取したガザ出身のパレスチナ人グループが、アメリカ合衆国へ密かに潜入する。

彼らの目的は、失われた祖国ガザを、アメリカの地に「復元」することだった。

共和党による強硬な移民政策と、国内にくすぶる排外感情を利用し、アメリカ社会を内側から崩壊させる計画が静かに進行していく。

共和党大統領候補ジャスティン・ブラッドフォードがマディソン・スクエア・ガーデンで演説中に狙撃され、ほぼ同時刻、ロサンゼルスでは前大統領オーウェン・リードもまた、民主党候補ライアン・ベネットの集会で撃たれる。

国家を二分する双方向の暗殺。だが、ジャスティンは奇跡的に生還する。

彼の血液型は、世界でわずか250万人に一人といわれる「ボンベイブラッド」。

その希少な血を提供できたのは、ブルックリンで活動するコミュニティアート・ファシリテーター、アナヤ・パテルだった。

彼女の血液はベルビュー病院の血液バンクに保存されており、緊急輸血によって、候補者の命はかろうじて繋がれた。

シークレットサービスのジャック・バンスは、テロの背後にガザ出身の組織が関与していることを察知し、FBIロサンゼルス支局長官キャメロン・バートレット、ニューヨーク支局の特別捜査官ヴェロニカ・リーブスと共に捜査を進める。

やがて彼らは、イスラム大学で建築学を学んだラフィ・ガンナムが、ロサンゼルスやニューヨークの再開発現場に潜入し、梁や構造体の中枢にC4爆薬を仕込んでいた事実に辿り着く。

標的は、ICE(移民・関税執行局)やERO(執行・送還作戦部門)の職員が暮らす新興住宅街——すなわち、「アメリカが築いた秩序」そのものだった。

ヴェロニカは、これ以上の破壊を防ぐため、大統領への対話を進言するが、現職のグラント・ランフォード大統領は耳を貸さない。

一方、命を取り留めたジャスティンと民主党候補ライアンは、テレビを通じて国民に訴えかけ、分断を乗り越えようとする。

だが、その理性の声を嘲笑うかのように、グラントはアイオワ州での演説を強行し、「テロには屈しない」と宣言する。

その会場には、すでにラフィの仲間が率いる工作チームが潜入していた。

崩壊する会場の惨状を前に、仲間の一人アミール・ナッセルは、かつてガザで妹を失った記憶に引き裂かれ、破壊の連鎖を止めようとする。

だが、ラフィの信念は揺るがない。

ウィリアムズバーグ橋の下、夕暮れの喧騒のなか、二人は決別する。

それは、祈りと報復、希望と虚無の境界線だった——。

 

“登場人物”

 

アナヤ・パテル 25歳 コミュニティアート・ファシリテーター

アルジュン・シン 26歳 アナヤの恋人・ルミナテック・イノベーションズ社

 

佐藤 ミカ 25歳 アナの友人・コミュニティアート・ファシリテーター

 

ジャスティン・ブラッドフォード 27歳 共和党大統領候補

エリノア・ブレイク 26歳 ジャスティンの婚約者

 

グラント・M・ランフォード大統領 61歳 共和党大統領現職

チャールズ・ベインズ副大統領 64歳 共和党副大統領現職

 

ライアン・ベネット 30歳 民主党大統領候補

ソフィア・ベネット 30歳 ライアンの妻

 

オーウェン・リード 65歳 民主党前大統領

 

ジャック・バンス 45歳 シークレットサービス 元FBIロサンゼルス支局

ベン・ホロウェイ 30歳 ジャックの同僚

ダリル・ロス 29歳 ジャックの同僚

イライジャ・ケイン 28歳 ジャックの同僚

 

マーカス・デイン 45歳 FBI ロサンゼルス支局

キャメロン・バートレット 55歳 FBI ロサンゼルス支局 支局長

トム・コールドウェル 38歳 FBI技術班 マーカスの部下

 

ヴェロニカ・リーヴス 41歳 FBI特別捜査官

アレクサンダー・ハリス 52歳 FBI ニューヨーク支局 支局長

エリオット・チェン 36歳 テクノロジー班主任

 

アリシア・モンロー 58歳 FBI長官

 

ザカリア・ハッダード 51歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 元イスラム大学 工学部教授 ニューヨークチーム

アミール・ナッセル 23歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 元イスラム大学 電子工学部 ニューヨークチーム

ラフィ・ガンナム 32歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 イスラム大学 建築学部 ニューヨークチーム

ロハン・シャー 29歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 イスラム大学 建築学部 ニューヨークチーム

 

マジード・ハムザ 47歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 パレスチナ大学 情報技術学部 ロサンゼルスチーム

サミラ・ハンマド 28歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 パレスチナ大学 工学部 ロサンゼルスチーム

サイード・カバリ 35歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 パレスチナ大学 経営学部 ロサンゼルスチーム

リーム・ナセル 30歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 パレスチナ大学 メディア学部 ロサンゼルスチーム

 

ノア・レヴィ 55歳 イスラエル テルアビブ在住 ユダヤ人

  

僕のこの小説は、来年、2026年2月末日に公開します。

 

先日、リドリースコット監督がサブスクの映画やドラマ群がつまらないと話していたようだけど、同感です。

僕も非常に退屈です。

それらに2時間を要するなら、僕の小説を2分間だけ読んで欲しい。

その2分間は、2時間を越えるでしょう。

僕は自信があります。

ぜひ、期待してお待ちください。

 

Mitsushiro Nakagawa

09th. Oct . 2025.

  

追伸

ネトフリに挑戦する男、みっちゃん。😃

  

( Nikon coolpix 8700 shot )

 

マンハッタン。ニューヨーク。アメリカ。2007. … 2 / 10

 

(今日の写真。それは発表済みです。しかし最近、オリジナルから再編集しました。)

  

Images.

5 Seconds of Summers - I'm Scared I'll Never Sleep Again

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僕の新しい小説。

 B♭ (ビーフラット)

 

舞台はニューヨークです。

 

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:: Soundtrack ::

 

B♭ ( My Novel . Soundtrack )

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack/pl.u-47...

 

B♭ ( My Novel . Soundtrack . For Japanese)

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B♭ ( My Novel . Soundtrack . Sweet Summer rain ver.)

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B♭ ( My Novel . Soundtrack . Hard days ver.)

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Note: I gave a brief explanation of this novel in the following video:

youtu.be/3w65lqUF-YI?si=yG7qy6TPeCL9xRJV

  

追記 この小説を多少説明しました。

youtu.be/3w65lqUF-YI?si=yG7qy6TPeCL9xRJV

  

メモ

 

1

「Bombay型(ボンベイ型、hh型)」

•特徴:通常のABO血液型を持たない(A、B、Oに分類されない)特殊な型。

•発見地:1952年、インド・ムンバイ(旧ボンベイ)で初めて確認。

•発生頻度:インドでは1万人に1人程度だが、世界的には約250万人に1人とも。

•輸血制限:同じBombay型しか輸血できない。

 

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2024年ハーバード大学首席の卒業式スピーチ『知らないことの力』

youtu.be/SOUH8iVqSOI?si=Ju-Y728irtcWR71K

 

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Shots fired at Trump rally

youtu.be/1ejfAkzjEhk?si=ASqJwEmkY-2rW_hT

  

Mitsushiro Nakagawa belong to Lot No. 402 _.Copyright©︎2025 Lot No.402_ All rights reserved.

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Happy Holidays! Finishing my work in Lightroom 4 now, and uploading new video of the goddesses!

 

Enjoy the video shot at the same time as the stills:

 

youtu.be/4TaO0Dh69HI (this video was shot while I took one of my most famous & most-viewed photographs ever! be sure to watch in full 1080p hd!)

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=3TvbZgl6Af4 (some more video of the goddess!)

 

Canon 5D Mark II Photos of Beautiful Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess!

 

The video was shot with the awesome Panasonic X900MK 3MOS 3D Full HD SD Camcorder. I highly recommend it!

 

The goddess was tall, thin, and fit, with long, natural brown hair, pretty blue eyes, and a great smile!

Cute freckles!

  

It was a nice sunny, windless, warm, winter's day out on the beach, where the sun stays low all day for epic shooting!

 

Shooting simultaneous stills & video rocks! I do it on every shoot now, while also mounting several stationary DSLRs/camcorders for video in addition to the Panasonic or Sony Camcorder bracketed to my Canon 5D or Nikon D800E.

 

The sea & sand goddess was tall, thin, fit, and athletic, with gorgerous brown hair and pretty blue eyes and long legs! She's a dancer! Wearing a pink polka-dot bikini!

 

Pretty freckles too!

 

May the Hero's Journey Mythology goddesses guide and inspire you throughout the new year!

Title:

Glow Beneath the Overpass

 

日本語のあらすじ等は下の方にあります😃

 

B♭ (B Flat)

A Novel by Mitsushiro Nakagawa

 

“Synopsis”

A Palestinian group from Gaza hacks into North Korea’s cryptocurrency system, stealing hundreds of millions of dollars. Their true goal is not money—but to recreate the lost homeland of Gaza on American soil.

Amid the backdrop of hardline Republican immigration policies and a growing wave of xenophobia, a quiet plan begins to take shape: the gradual collapse of America from within.

During a speech at Madison Square Garden, Republican presidential candidate Justin Bradford is shot. Almost simultaneously in Los Angeles, former president Owen Reed is attacked at a rally for Democratic hopeful Ryan Bennett.

Two assassinations—mirroring one another—ignite a nation’s deepest divide. Yet, against all odds, Justin survives. His blood type is one in 2.5 million: the Bombay Blood Group.

The only person who can donate such blood is Anaya Patel, a community art facilitator working in Brooklyn. Her blood, stored in the Bellevue Hospital Blood Bank, is used for an emergency transfusion that saves the candidate’s life.

Jack Vance, an agent of the U.S. Secret Service, suspects a Gaza-based network behind the attacks. Together with Cameron Bartlett, the FBI Director of the Los Angeles Field Office, and Veronica Reeves, a senior investigator from New York, he begins to uncover a vast conspiracy.

Their investigation leads them to Rafi Gannam, a former architecture student at the Islamic University of Gaza, who has infiltrated redevelopment sites across Los Angeles and New York—embedding C4 explosives deep within beams and structural cores.

His targets: new residential districts where agents of ICE (Immigration and Customs Enforcement) and ERO (Enforcement and Removal Operations) live—symbols of “the order America built.”

Veronica urges the President to pursue dialogue to prevent further destruction, but President Grant M. Ranford refuses to listen.

Meanwhile, the recovering Justin and his Democratic rival Ryan appear on national television, calling for unity beyond political divisions.

Their words of reason, however, are drowned out when Grant takes the stage in Iowa, defiantly declaring: “We will never bow to terror.”

Among the crowd, Rafi’s operatives have already taken their positions.

As chaos erupts and the stage collapses, Amir Nasser—once Rafi’s comrade, haunted by the memory of his sister’s death in Gaza—tries desperately to halt the chain of destruction.

But Rafi’s conviction remains unshaken.

Under the twilight beneath the Williamsburg Bridge, amid the city’s fading noise, the two men part ways.

It is the boundary between prayer and vengeance, between hope and nothingness.

  

“Characters”

 

Anaya Patel – 25, Community Art Facilitator

Arjun Singh – 26, Anaya’s boyfriend, Luminatech Innovations

Mika Sato – 25, Anaya’s friend, Community Art Facilitator

 

Justin Bradford – 27, Republican Presidential Candidate

Eleanor Blake – 26, Justin’s fiancée

 

President Grant M. Langford – 61, Incumbent Republican President

Vice President Charles “Chuck” Baines – 64, Incumbent Republican Vice President

 

Ryan Bennett – 30, Democratic Presidential Candidate

Sophia Bennett – 30, Ryan’s wife

Owen Reed – 65, Former Democratic President

 

Jack Vance – 45, Secret Service, Former FBI Los Angeles Field Office

Ben Holloway – 30, Jack’s colleague

Darryl Ross – 29, Jack’s colleague

Elijah Kane – 28, Jack’s colleague

 

Marcus Dane – 45, FBI Los Angeles Field Office

Cameron Bartlett – 55, FBI Los Angeles Field Office, Field Office Director

Tom Caldwell – 38, FBI Technical Unit, Marcus’s subordinate

 

Veronica Reeves – 41, FBI Special Agent

Alexander Harris – 52, FBI New York Field Office, Field Office Director

Elliot Chen – 36, Technology Unit Chief

Alicia Monroe – 58, FBI Director

 

Zakaria Haddad – 51, Gaza Strip, Palestine; Former Islamic University Engineering Professor, New York Team

Amir Nasser – 23, Gaza Strip, Palestine; Former Islamic University Electronics Engineering, New York Team

Rafi Gannam – 32, Gaza Strip, Palestine; Islamic University, Architecture, New York Team

Rohan Shah – 29, Gaza Strip, Palestine; Islamic University, Architecture, New York Team

 

Majid Hamza – 47, Gaza Strip, Palestine; University of Palestine, Information Technology, Los Angeles Team

Samira Hammad – 28, Gaza Strip, Palestine; University of Palestine, Engineering, Los Angeles Team

Saeed Kabari – 35, Gaza Strip, Palestine; University of Palestine, Business Administration, Los Angeles Team

Reem Nasser – 30, Gaza Strip, Palestine; University of Palestine, Media Studies, Los Angeles Team

 

Noah Levi – 55, Israel, residing in Tel Aviv, Jewish

  

B♭ will be released worldwide on February 29, 2026.

Recently, director Ridley Scott remarked that streaming films and series have become dull.

I agree.

If you have two hours to spare for such stories, I ask for only two minutes of your time.

Two minutes with my novel will outlast those two hours.

I am confident of that.

  

Stay tuned.

Mitsushiro

October 9th, 2025

 

P.S.

Micchan — the man who challenges Netflix. 😃

  

(Nikon Coolpix 8700 shot)

 

Manhattan. New York. USA. 2007. … 1 / 12

 

(Photo of the day. This has already been published, but I recently re-edited it from the original.)

  

Images.

George Michael - Praying For Time (Official Video)

youtu.be/goroyZbVdlo?si=qflkQegGItML2KTH

 

Images.

GEORGE MICHAEL - Praying for time (live in London, 21/11/2004)

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My new novel:

B♭ (B-flat)

There’s still more to come. 😃

(This is not the final draft.)

Set in New York City.

 

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:: Soundtrack ::

 

B♭ ( My Novel . Soundtrack )

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack/pl.u-47...

 

B♭ ( My Novel . Soundtrack . For Japanese)

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack-for-jap...

B♭ ( My Novel . Soundtrack . Sweet Summer rain ver.)

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack-sweet-s...

B♭ ( My Novel . Soundtrack . Hard days ver.)

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack-hard-da...

 

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Note: I gave a brief explanation of this novel in the following video:

youtu.be/3w65lqUF-YI?si=yG7qy6TPeCL9xRJV

  

My new novel:

B♭ (B-flat)

Notes

1. "Bombay Blood Type (hh type)"

•Characteristics: A rare blood type that lacks the usual ABO antigens — cannot be classified as A, B, or O.

•Discovery: First identified in 1952 in Mumbai, India (formerly Bombay).

•Prevalence: Roughly 1 in 10,000 people in India; globally, about 1 in 2.5 million.

•Transfusion Compatibility: Only compatible with blood from other Bombay type donors.

2. 2024 Harvard University Valedictorian Speech – The Power of Not Knowing

youtu.be/SOUH8iVqSOI?si=Ju-Y728irtcWR71K

3. Shots Fired at Trump Rally

youtu.be/1ejfAkzjEhk?si=ASqJwEmkY-2rW_hT

  

Mitsushiro Nakagawa belong to Lot No. 402 _.Copyright©︎2025 Lot No.402_ All rights reserved.

 

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Title:

高架下の煌めき

  

僕の新しい小説

 B♭ (ビーフラット) ……. Mitsushiro Nakagawa

  

“あらすじ”

 

北朝鮮の仮想通貨システムをハッキングし、数億ドルを奪取したガザ出身のパレスチナ人グループが、アメリカ合衆国へ密かに潜入する。

彼らの目的は、失われた祖国ガザを、アメリカの地に「復元」することだった。

共和党による強硬な移民政策と、国内にくすぶる排外感情を利用し、アメリカ社会を内側から崩壊させる計画が静かに進行していく。

共和党大統領候補ジャスティン・ブラッドフォードがマディソン・スクエア・ガーデンで演説中に狙撃され、ほぼ同時刻、ロサンゼルスでは前大統領オーウェン・リードもまた、民主党候補ライアン・ベネットの集会で撃たれる。

国家を二分する双方向の暗殺。だが、ジャスティンは奇跡的に生還する。

彼の血液型は、世界でわずか250万人に一人といわれる「ボンベイブラッド」。

その希少な血を提供できたのは、ブルックリンで活動するコミュニティアート・ファシリテーター、アナヤ・パテルだった。

彼女の血液はベルビュー病院の血液バンクに保存されており、緊急輸血によって、候補者の命はかろうじて繋がれた。

シークレットサービスのジャック・バンスは、テロの背後にガザ出身の組織が関与していることを察知し、FBIロサンゼルス支局長官キャメロン・バートレット、ニューヨーク支局の特別捜査官ヴェロニカ・リーブスと共に捜査を進める。

やがて彼らは、イスラム大学で建築学を学んだラフィ・ガンナムが、ロサンゼルスやニューヨークの再開発現場に潜入し、梁や構造体の中枢にC4爆薬を仕込んでいた事実に辿り着く。

標的は、ICE(移民・関税執行局)やERO(執行・送還作戦部門)の職員が暮らす新興住宅街——すなわち、「アメリカが築いた秩序」そのものだった。

ヴェロニカは、これ以上の破壊を防ぐため、大統領への対話を進言するが、現職のグラント・ランフォード大統領は耳を貸さない。

一方、命を取り留めたジャスティンと民主党候補ライアンは、テレビを通じて国民に訴えかけ、分断を乗り越えようとする。

だが、その理性の声を嘲笑うかのように、グラントはアイオワ州での演説を強行し、「テロには屈しない」と宣言する。

その会場には、すでにラフィの仲間が率いる工作チームが潜入していた。

崩壊する会場の惨状を前に、仲間の一人アミール・ナッセルは、かつてガザで妹を失った記憶に引き裂かれ、破壊の連鎖を止めようとする。

だが、ラフィの信念は揺るがない。

ウィリアムズバーグ橋の下、夕暮れの喧騒のなか、二人は決別する。

それは、祈りと報復、希望と虚無の境界線だった——。

 

“登場人物”

 

アナヤ・パテル 25歳 コミュニティアート・ファシリテーター

アルジュン・シン 26歳 アナヤの恋人・ルミナテック・イノベーションズ社

 

佐藤 ミカ 25歳 アナの友人・コミュニティアート・ファシリテーター

 

ジャスティン・ブラッドフォード 27歳 共和党大統領候補

エリノア・ブレイク 26歳 ジャスティンの婚約者

 

グラント・M・ランフォード大統領 61歳 共和党大統領現職

チャールズ・ベインズ副大統領 64歳 共和党副大統領現職

 

ライアン・ベネット 30歳 民主党大統領候補

ソフィア・ベネット 30歳 ライアンの妻

 

オーウェン・リード 65歳 民主党前大統領

 

ジャック・バンス 45歳 シークレットサービス 元FBIロサンゼルス支局

ベン・ホロウェイ 30歳 ジャックの同僚

ダリル・ロス 29歳 ジャックの同僚

イライジャ・ケイン 28歳 ジャックの同僚

 

マーカス・デイン 45歳 FBI ロサンゼルス支局

キャメロン・バートレット 55歳 FBI ロサンゼルス支局 支局長

トム・コールドウェル 38歳 FBI技術班 マーカスの部下

 

ヴェロニカ・リーヴス 41歳 FBI特別捜査官

アレクサンダー・ハリス 52歳 FBI ニューヨーク支局 支局長

エリオット・チェン 36歳 テクノロジー班主任

 

アリシア・モンロー 58歳 FBI長官

 

ザカリア・ハッダード 51歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 元イスラム大学 工学部教授 ニューヨークチーム

アミール・ナッセル 23歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 元イスラム大学 電子工学部 ニューヨークチーム

ラフィ・ガンナム 32歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 イスラム大学 建築学部 ニューヨークチーム

ロハン・シャー 29歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 イスラム大学 建築学部 ニューヨークチーム

 

マジード・ハムザ 47歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 パレスチナ大学 情報技術学部 ロサンゼルスチーム

サミラ・ハンマド 28歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 パレスチナ大学 工学部 ロサンゼルスチーム

サイード・カバリ 35歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 パレスチナ大学 経営学部 ロサンゼルスチーム

リーム・ナセル 30歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 パレスチナ大学 メディア学部 ロサンゼルスチーム

 

ノア・レヴィ 55歳 イスラエル テルアビブ在住 ユダヤ人

  

僕のこの小説は、来年、2026年2月末日に公開します。

 

先日、リドリースコット監督がサブスクの映画やドラマ群がつまらないと話していたようだけど、同感です。

僕も非常に退屈です。

それらに2時間を要するなら、僕の小説を2分間だけ読んで欲しい。

その2分間は、2時間を越えるでしょう。

僕は自信があります。

ぜひ、期待してお待ちください。

 

Mitsushiro Nakagawa

09th. Oct . 2025.

  

追伸

ネトフリに挑戦する男、みっちゃん。😃

  

( Nikon coolpix 8700 shot )

 

マンハッタン。ニューヨーク。アメリカ。2007. … 1 / 12

 

(今日の写真。それは発表済みです。しかし最近、オリジナルから再編集しました。)

  

Images.

George Michael - Praying For Time (Official Video)

youtu.be/goroyZbVdlo?si=qflkQegGItML2KTH

 

Images.

GEORGE MICHAEL - Praying for time (live in London, 21/11/2004)

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僕の新しい小説。

 B♭ (ビーフラット)

 

舞台はニューヨークです。

 

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:: Soundtrack ::

 

B♭ ( My Novel . Soundtrack )

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B♭ ( My Novel . Soundtrack . For Japanese)

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B♭ ( My Novel . Soundtrack . Sweet Summer rain ver.)

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B♭ ( My Novel . Soundtrack . Hard days ver.)

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Note: I gave a brief explanation of this novel in the following video:

youtu.be/3w65lqUF-YI?si=yG7qy6TPeCL9xRJV

  

追記 この小説を多少説明しました。

youtu.be/3w65lqUF-YI?si=yG7qy6TPeCL9xRJV

  

メモ

 

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「Bombay型(ボンベイ型、hh型)」

•特徴:通常のABO血液型を持たない(A、B、Oに分類されない)特殊な型。

•発見地:1952年、インド・ムンバイ(旧ボンベイ)で初めて確認。

•発生頻度:インドでは1万人に1人程度だが、世界的には約250万人に1人とも。

•輸血制限:同じBombay型しか輸血できない。

 

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2024年ハーバード大学首席の卒業式スピーチ『知らないことの力』

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Shots fired at Trump rally

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Mitsushiro Nakagawa belong to Lot No. 402 _.Copyright©︎2025 Lot No.402_ All rights reserved.

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Mr. Anatoly Karpov in good spirits, before heading on to win the simultaneous chess exhibition with 14 wins and 1 draw (overall score 14,5-0,5 in his favour) in Ljubljana, on the 29th of September 2016.

A microcosm of the Odonata world: the beginnings of the next generations.

 

It's a small but busy world for Odonata, and I found this complex gem in my archives. You may have to view large, but take the scene in as a whole for now.

 

In the center (left "reed") is a pair of Green Darners dragonflies mating. The male (green head, blue body) is up front and is attached to the female (golden head, green body; head just under the male's thorax) whose abdomen is in the water. She is laying eggs while the next eggs to be laid are simultaneously fertilized just in front of her wings.

 

On the right reed and below the darners is a pair of Vivid Dancer damselflies, blue male, golden female in the same position. She is laying her eggs just beneath the large (well, to them, it's large) leaf. The male is hovering though it's difficult to see the blur of the wings.

 

It's the first and last time I got a shot of two species in the same frame, and an idea as to the difference in size. Amazingly, from an evolutionary standpoint, these two species are 60 million years apart (dragons at 330 million years; damsels, 270 million) yet almost all functions and biology are identical. Odonata emerge from the larval stage to become winged, hunting adults at the same time of year and now we seem them starting the next generation pretty much in sync. Given sufficient numbers, this will be our 45th year when we haven't seen a mosquito!

 

One of the first shots I took with my new SX20. I was pleased with the results, with some pleasant enhancements over the SX10. I have no idea why this image remained in my files (it wasn't even in my Dragonfly file, remaining in "Originals 2010").

Happy Holidays! Finishing my work in Lightroom 4 now, and uploading new video of the goddesses!

 

Enjoy the video shot at the same time as the stills:

 

youtu.be/4TaO0Dh69HI (this video was shot while I took one of my most famous & most-viewed photographs ever! be sure to watch in full 1080p hd!)

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=3TvbZgl6Af4 (some more video of the goddess!)

 

Canon 5D Mark II Photos of Beautiful Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess!

 

The video was shot with the awesome Panasonic X900MK 3MOS 3D Full HD SD Camcorder. I highly recommend it!

 

The goddess was tall, thin, and fit, with long, natural brown hair, pretty blue eyes, and a great smile!

Cute freckles!

  

It was a nice sunny, windless, warm, winter's day out on the beach, where the sun stays low all day for epic shooting!

 

Shooting simultaneous stills & video rocks! I do it on every shoot now, while also mounting several stationary DSLRs/camcorders for video in addition to the Panasonic or Sony Camcorder bracketed to my Canon 5D or Nikon D800E.

 

The sea & sand goddess was tall, thin, fit, and athletic, with gorgerous brown hair and pretty blue eyes and long legs! She's a dancer! Wearing a pink polka-dot bikini!

 

Pretty freckles too!

 

May the Hero's Journey Mythology goddesses guide and inspire you throughout the new year!

Title.

Colors in the dark .

  

B♭ (B Flat)

A Novel by Mitsushiro Nakagawa

 

日本語のあらすじ等は下の方にあります😃

 

Synopsis

 

A Palestinian group from Gaza hacks into North Korea’s cryptocurrency system, stealing hundreds of millions of dollars. Their true goal is not money—but to recreate the lost homeland of Gaza on American soil.

Amid the backdrop of hardline Republican immigration policies and a growing wave of xenophobia, a quiet plan begins to take shape: the gradual collapse of America from within.

During a speech at Madison Square Garden, Republican presidential candidate Justin Bradford is shot. Almost simultaneously in Los Angeles, former president Owen Reed is attacked at a rally for Democratic hopeful Ryan Bennett.

Two assassinations—mirroring one another—ignite a nation’s deepest divide. Yet, against all odds, Justin survives. His blood type is one in 2.5 million: the Bombay Blood Group.

The only person who can donate such blood is Anaya Patel, a community art facilitator working in Brooklyn. Her blood, stored in the Bellevue Hospital Blood Bank, is used for an emergency transfusion that saves the candidate’s life.

Jack Vance, an agent of the U.S. Secret Service, suspects a Gaza-based network behind the attacks. Together with Cameron Bartlett, the FBI Director of the Los Angeles Field Office, and Veronica Reeves, a senior investigator from New York, he begins to uncover a vast conspiracy.

Their investigation leads them to Rafi Gannam, a former architecture student at the Islamic University of Gaza, who has infiltrated redevelopment sites across Los Angeles and New York—embedding C4 explosives deep within beams and structural cores.

His targets: new residential districts where agents of ICE (Immigration and Customs Enforcement) and ERO (Enforcement and Removal Operations) live—symbols of “the order America built.”

Veronica urges the President to pursue dialogue to prevent further destruction, but President Grant M. Ranford refuses to listen.

Meanwhile, the recovering Justin and his Democratic rival Ryan appear on national television, calling for unity beyond political divisions.

Their words of reason, however, are drowned out when Grant takes the stage in Iowa, defiantly declaring: “We will never bow to terror.”

Among the crowd, Rafi’s operatives have already taken their positions.

As chaos erupts and the stage collapses, Amir Nasser—once Rafi’s comrade, haunted by the memory of his sister’s death in Gaza—tries desperately to halt the chain of destruction.

But Rafi’s conviction remains unshaken.

Under the twilight beneath the Williamsburg Bridge, amid the city’s fading noise, the two men part ways.

It is the boundary between prayer and vengeance, between hope and nothingness.

  

Characters

 

Anaya Patel – 25, Community Art Facilitator

Arjun Singh – 26, Anaya’s boyfriend, Luminatech Innovations

Mika Sato – 25, Anaya’s friend, Community Art Facilitator

 

Justin Bradford – 27, Republican Presidential Candidate

Eleanor Blake – 26, Justin’s fiancée

 

President Grant M. Langford – 61, Incumbent Republican President

Vice President Charles “Chuck” Baines – 64, Incumbent Republican Vice President

 

Ryan Bennett – 30, Democratic Presidential Candidate

Sophia Bennett – 30, Ryan’s wife

Owen Reed – 65, Former Democratic President

 

Jack Vance – 45, Secret Service, Former FBI Los Angeles Field Office

Ben Holloway – 30, Jack’s colleague

Darryl Ross – 29, Jack’s colleague

Elijah Kane – 28, Jack’s colleague

 

Marcus Dane – 45, FBI Los Angeles Field Office

Cameron Bartlett – 55, FBI Los Angeles Field Office, Field Office Director

Tom Caldwell – 38, FBI Technical Unit, Marcus’s subordinate

 

Veronica Reeves – 41, FBI Special Agent

Alexander Harris – 52, FBI New York Field Office, Field Office Director

Elliot Chen – 36, Technology Unit Chief

Alicia Monroe – 58, FBI Director

 

Zakaria Haddad – 51, Gaza Strip, Palestine; Former Islamic University Engineering Professor, New York Team

Amir Nasser – 23, Gaza Strip, Palestine; Former Islamic University Electronics Engineering, New York Team

Rafi Gannam – 32, Gaza Strip, Palestine; Islamic University, Architecture, New York Team

Rohan Shah – 29, Gaza Strip, Palestine; Islamic University, Architecture, New York Team

 

Majid Hamza – 47, Gaza Strip, Palestine; University of Palestine, Information Technology, Los Angeles Team

Samira Hammad – 28, Gaza Strip, Palestine; University of Palestine, Engineering, Los Angeles Team

Saeed Kabari – 35, Gaza Strip, Palestine; University of Palestine, Business Administration, Los Angeles Team

Reem Nasser – 30, Gaza Strip, Palestine; University of Palestine, Media Studies, Los Angeles Team

 

Noah Levi – 55, Israel, residing in Tel Aviv, Jewish

  

B♭ will be released worldwide on February 29, 2026.

Recently, director Ridley Scott remarked that streaming films and series have become dull.

I agree.

If you have two hours to spare for such stories, I ask for only two minutes of your time.

Two minutes with my novel will outlast those two hours.

I am confident of that.

  

Stay tuned.

Mitsushiro

October 9th, 2025

 

P.S.

Micchan — the man who challenges Netflix. 😃

  

P.S.2

Model. Photography. Text. Novel.

All me. 😄

  

(Nikon Coolpix 8700 shot)

Takidai. Yachimata City. Chiba Prefecture. Japan. … 0.6 / 16

(Photo of the day. This has already been published.)

  

Images.

 

ONE OK ROCK - We are [ LIVE ]

youtu.be/uyaKoj7wABY?si=l5TIci49GRdoYQDD

  

English lyrics and Japanese translation

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My new novel

B♭ (B Flat)

 

Volume 19😄

The following is still in its draft stage and will be revised further.

Key parts are not disclosed.

The order of the content shown here is mixed.

(Of course, this is not the final version.)

 

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My new novel

B♭ (B Flat)

English translation by GPT-5, in collaboration with Mitsushiro Nakagawa

  

Twilight sank over the harbor town, dimming the air as the rusted girders along the pier turned a burnished red.

The park in Red Hook was nearly empty; the chains of the swings stirred in the wind, clinking faintly.

Children’s laughter drifted from afar, only deepening the stillness that hung over the place.

Amir stood outside the wire fence, gazing at the scene, and something half-forgotten stirred within him.

There had been evenings, too, in the rubble of Gaza.

Out from the ruins of broken houses, his mother would appear—

breathless, dust clinging to her clothes, coming to find him, to hold him close.

He could still recall the scent of her hair, the warmth of her arms.

“Let’s go home,” she had said.

Even if “home” was nothing more than a collapsing shell of stone and dust, her voice alone had led him back.

A mattress laid atop debris.

A room with no walls, only wind.

Yet each time his mother’s hand brushed his forehead, that place became, undeniably, home.

Amir’s gaze returned to the New York children swaying on the swings.

The innocent rhythm between mothers and sons was repeating itself again, bathed in the soft light of dusk.

It was a world untouched by weapons or blood.

“Rafi,” he murmured, barely louder than the wind,

“maybe… we don’t have to go on.”

Rafi didn’t look away.

His eyes were clouded with the sediment of Gaza—blood and dust, the memory of ruin.

His father’s body fallen in shadow.

Walls blackened with fire.

Dreams torn apart.

What filled him was not tenderness, but a cold and merciless anger.

“Don’t forget, Amir,” he said, his voice hard as stone.

“In the same place where your mother held you, our fathers were slaughtered.

Those ruins are not just ruins.”

Amir fell silent.

The river’s surface rippled red in the twilight; across the East River, the towers of Manhattan shimmered faintly, blurred at the edges.

Peace and destruction, memory and hatred—

they mingled together in the same wind.

Behind the wire fence, children’s laughter still rang out.

But to the two men, it sounded only like an echo from another world.

 

The setting sun sank quietly, staining the bridge’s iron joints red as the heat beneath it trembled in the air.

Rainwater pooled in the cracks of the concrete, reflecting a thin sheet of gold.

A faint steam rose from the damp air, and the salt from the harbor clung to Amir’s nose.

The boarded door of an abandoned factory hung loose,

the wind pushing in old newspapers and leaves, swirling them into tiny spirals.

From afar came the cry of cicadas, and a city bus exhaled a sigh through its brakes.

Beneath the bridge stood Amir, Rafi, and several others scattered in silence.

Some wiped sweat from their brows, eyes lowered to the ground;

others rested hands upon the girders, gazing out toward the distant light.

At intervals, the shadow of a parent waiting for a child passed by,

a white-roofed van gliding through the heat.

Amir rubbed his back, the sweat clinging to his shirt, and sat down in the shadow of the bridge pier.

Rafi stood a short distance away.

Their shadows stretched long, wavering under the harsh westering sun.

No one among their comrades moved; their stillness was a kind of breathless waiting.

“Can’t we stop here?” Amir’s voice wavered into the humid air.

In his mind, he saw again his mother’s hand reaching through a crack in the stone wall—

that small, dirt-stained hand that once touched his cheek.

The desire to return to that warmth still flickered faintly in his chest, like an ember refusing to die.

Rafi clenched his jaw, and spoke through his teeth, his words as brief and cold as a stone cast into the sea.

“Don’t forget, Amir.

If you forget that night, we’ll betray the dead.”

His voice merged with the creak of metal underfoot, irreconcilable with the laughter of children or the cry of cicadas drifting in the distance.

Amir narrowed his eyes, watching the flow of light beyond the railing.

Across the river, windows shimmered in layers—

places where life went on, where dinners were being served,

where children’s laughter and footsteps would echo softly through the gardens.

A deep shadow cut across Rafi’s face.

His fists were clenched, the veins on his hands taut and bright.

“That wish of yours,” he said quietly,

“do you know it might become someone’s gravestone?”

Amir’s gaze fell to a small white rabbit doll at his feet.

It was caked with dust, one eye missing.

Perhaps it belonged to a child who once played beneath this bridge—

or perhaps it had simply wandered here by chance.

Either way, to Amir, that single missing eye seemed like a fleeting glimpse of a world quietly disappearing.

Silence spread between them.

The wind hummed low through the iron beams.

Around them, the world went on moving.

A van door shut.

A parent touched a child’s shoulder.

A bus turned the corner.

Their comrades drew shallow breaths, eyes fixed on the ground or the far horizon.

Without looking back, Amir began walking toward the city beyond the bridge’s shadow.

Behind him came a single breath from Rafi—

a sound that carried the stillness of a corpse.

The summer dusk slowly swallowed the bridge.

The men beneath it remained as faint silhouettes,

poised between the red of sunset and the cold gleam of steel.

Rafi quietly unzipped his bag and drew out a tablet.

His fingers trembled slightly,

but he took a slow breath to steady himself,

and aimed the camera at the mark of “B♭” at the bottom of mellow-echo.net.

A dark screen flickered to life, revealing a deep-layer QR code.

Without hesitation, his finger slid along the words:

“C4-ID: Vanta+Core / Ready.”

That movement sent a faint tremor through the tension of the men beneath the bridge,

blending with the dry scent of rust and the damp summer air.

From the far side of the East River, under another bridge,

sparks began to rise—one, then another—

tiny flashes glowing red in the dark.

The light quivered across the shadows,

and the sound of metal striking metal echoed low.

Rafi’s eyes followed the fading silhouette of Amir’s back.

The others stepped silently away,

drawing a little farther from the bridge.

Moist air clung to Rafi’s skin,

and the mingled red of dusk and chill of steel filled the space around him.

In the hush beneath the bridge,

each flash and creak formed a strange rhythm in his chest.

A cicada cried once in the distance.

The city’s murmur faded to a far-off haze.

Pressed beneath that wave of tension,

the men held their breath,

confirming each other’s presence only through glances and the rhythm of their breathing.

The summer dusk slowly—yet surely—

swallowed the bridge, the city,

and the shadows that remained.

  

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My new novel:

B♭ (B-flat)

There’s still more to come. 😃

(This is not the final draft.)

Set in New York City.

  

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Soundtrack.

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack/pl.u-47...

 

For japanese

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack-for-jap...

 

Note: I gave a brief explanation of this novel in the following video:

youtu.be/3w65lqUF-YI?si=yG7qy6TPeCL9xRJV

  

iTunes Playlist Link::

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b/pl.u-47DJGhopxMD

 

For japanese

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack-for-jap...

 

My new novel:

B♭ (B-flat)

Notes

1. "Bombay Blood Type (hh type)"

•Characteristics: A rare blood type that lacks the usual ABO antigens — cannot be classified as A, B, or O.

•Discovery: First identified in 1952 in Mumbai, India (formerly Bombay).

•Prevalence: Roughly 1 in 10,000 people in India; globally, about 1 in 2.5 million.

•Transfusion Compatibility: Only compatible with blood from other Bombay type donors.

2. 2024 Harvard University Valedictorian Speech – The Power of Not Knowing

youtu.be/SOUH8iVqSOI?si=Ju-Y728irtcWR71K

3. Shots Fired at Trump Rally

youtu.be/1ejfAkzjEhk?si=ASqJwEmkY-2rW_hT

  

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Title.

Colors in the dark .

  

僕の新しい小説

 B♭ (ビーフラット) ……. Mitsushiro Nakagawa

  

あらすじ

 

北朝鮮の仮想通貨システムをハッキングし、数億ドルを奪取したガザ出身のパレスチナ人グループが、アメリカ合衆国へ密かに潜入する。

彼らの目的は、失われた祖国ガザを、アメリカの地に「復元」することだった。

共和党による強硬な移民政策と、国内にくすぶる排外感情を利用し、アメリカ社会を内側から崩壊させる計画が静かに進行していく。

共和党大統領候補ジャスティン・ブラッドフォードがマディソン・スクエア・ガーデンで演説中に狙撃され、ほぼ同時刻、ロサンゼルスでは前大統領オーウェン・リードもまた、民主党候補ライアン・ベネットの集会で撃たれる。

国家を二分する双方向の暗殺。だが、ジャスティンは奇跡的に生還する。

彼の血液型は、世界でわずか250万人に一人といわれる「ボンベイブラッド」。

その希少な血を提供できたのは、ブルックリンで活動するコミュニティアート・ファシリテーター、アナヤ・パテルだった。

彼女の血液はベルビュー病院の血液バンクに保存されており、緊急輸血によって、候補者の命はかろうじて繋がれた。

シークレットサービスのジャック・バンスは、テロの背後にガザ出身の組織が関与していることを察知し、FBIロサンゼルス支局長官キャメロン・バートレット、ニューヨーク支局の特別捜査官ヴェロニカ・リーブスと共に捜査を進める。

やがて彼らは、イスラム大学で建築学を学んだラフィ・ガンナムが、ロサンゼルスやニューヨークの再開発現場に潜入し、梁や構造体の中枢にC4爆薬を仕込んでいた事実に辿り着く。

標的は、ICE(移民・関税執行局)やERO(執行・送還作戦部門)の職員が暮らす新興住宅街——すなわち、「アメリカが築いた秩序」そのものだった。

ヴェロニカは、これ以上の破壊を防ぐため、大統領への対話を進言するが、現職のグラント・ランフォード大統領は耳を貸さない。

一方、命を取り留めたジャスティンと民主党候補ライアンは、テレビを通じて国民に訴えかけ、分断を乗り越えようとする。

だが、その理性の声を嘲笑うかのように、グラントはアイオワ州での演説を強行し、「テロには屈しない」と宣言する。

その会場には、すでにラフィの仲間が率いる工作チームが潜入していた。

崩壊する会場の惨状を前に、仲間の一人アミール・ナッセルは、かつてガザで妹を失った記憶に引き裂かれ、破壊の連鎖を止めようとする。

だが、ラフィの信念は揺るがない。

ウィリアムズバーグ橋の下、夕暮れの喧騒のなか、二人は決別する。

それは、祈りと報復、希望と虚無の境界線だった——。

 

登場人物

 

アナヤ・パテル 25歳 コミュニティアート・ファシリテーター

アルジュン・シン 26歳 アナヤの恋人・ルミナテック・イノベーションズ社

 

佐藤 ミカ 25歳 アナの友人・コミュニティアート・ファシリテーター

 

ジャスティン・ブラッドフォード 27歳 共和党大統領候補

エリノア・ブレイク 26歳 ジャスティンの婚約者

 

グラント・M・ランフォード大統領 61歳 共和党大統領現職

チャールズ・ベインズ副大統領 64歳 共和党副大統領現職

 

ライアン・ベネット 30歳 民主党大統領候補

ソフィア・ベネット 30歳 ライアンの妻

 

オーウェン・リード 65歳 民主党前大統領

 

ジャック・バンス 45歳 シークレットサービス 元FBIロサンゼルス支局

ベン・ホロウェイ 30歳 ジャックの同僚

ダリル・ロス 29歳 ジャックの同僚

イライジャ・ケイン 28歳 ジャックの同僚

 

マーカス・デイン 45歳 FBI ロサンゼルス支局

キャメロン・バートレット 55歳 FBI ロサンゼルス支局 支局長

トム・コールドウェル 38歳 FBI技術班 マーカスの部下

 

ヴェロニカ・リーヴス 41歳 FBI特別捜査官

アレクサンダー・ハリス 52歳 FBI ニューヨーク支局 支局長

エリオット・チェン 36歳 テクノロジー班主任

 

アリシア・モンロー 58歳 FBI長官

 

ザカリア・ハッダード 51歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 元イスラム大学 工学部教授 ニューヨークチーム

アミール・ナッセル 23歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 元イスラム大学 電子工学部 ニューヨークチーム

ラフィ・ガンナム 32歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 イスラム大学 建築学部 ニューヨークチーム

ロハン・シャー 29歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 イスラム大学 建築学部 ニューヨークチーム

 

マジード・ハムザ 47歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 パレスチナ大学 情報技術学部 ロサンゼルスチーム

サミラ・ハンマド 28歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 パレスチナ大学 工学部 ロサンゼルスチーム

サイード・カバリ 35歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 パレスチナ大学 経営学部 ロサンゼルスチーム

リーム・ナセル 30歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 パレスチナ大学 メディア学部 ロサンゼルスチーム

 

ノア・レヴィ 55歳 イスラエル テルアビブ在住 ユダヤ人

  

僕のこの小説は、来年、2026年2月末日に公開します。

 

先日、リドリースコット監督がサブスクの映画やドラマ群がつまらないと話していたようだけど、同感です。

僕も非常に退屈です。

それらに2時間を要するなら、僕の小説を2分間だけ読んで欲しい。

その2分間は、2時間を越えるでしょう。

僕は自信があります。

ぜひ、期待してお待ちください。

 

Mitsushiro Nakagawa

09th. Oct . 2025.

  

追伸

ネトフリに挑戦する男、みっちゃん。😃

 

追伸2。

モデル。撮影。テキスト。小説。すべて、オレ。😄

  

( Nikon Coolpix 8700 shot )

  

滝台。八街市。千葉県。日本。 … 0.6 / 16

 

(今日の写真。それは発表済みです。)

  

Images.

 

ONE OK ROCK - We are [ LIVE ]

youtu.be/uyaKoj7wABY?si=l5TIci49GRdoYQDD

  

英詞と和訳

youtu.be/wOS8u80wvEs?si=g2ghwRsJRmqn3C22

  

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僕の新しい小説。

 B♭ (ビーフラット)

  

第19弾。 😄

以下は、まだ初稿の段階です。まだ推敲します。

重要な部分は公開していません。

公開している内容の順番はバラバラです。

(もちろん最終稿ではありません。)

 

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僕の新しい小説。

 

 B♭ (ビーフラット)

 

English translation by GPT-5, in collaboration with Mitsushiro Nakagawa

  

 夕暮れは港町の空気を沈ませながら、埠頭に錆びついた鉄骨を赤銅色に染めていた。

 レッドフックの公園は人影もまばらで、遊具の鎖が風に揺れ、かすかな音を立てていた。子どもたちの笑い声が遠くにひびき、かえって静けさを際立たせているようだった。

 アミールは金網の外からその光景を見つめ、胸の奥に忘れかけていた感覚を呼び戻していた。

かつてガザの瓦礫の町にも夕暮れはあった。

 破壊された家々のあいだから、母の姿が現れた。息を切らし、砂埃をまといながらも、彼を探して抱きしめに来る母の匂いを、アミールは今も覚えていた。

 「家に帰ろう」と母は言った。

 家とは呼べないほど崩れかけた場所であっても、その声だけが彼を導いた。瓦礫の上に置かれた布団、壁もない部屋に流れ込む風、それでも母の手が彼の額を撫でるたび、そこは確かに家だった。

 アミールの視線は、ブランコに揺れるニューヨークの子どもたちへと戻った。母と子の無邪気な時間が、夕暮れの柔らかな光のなかで繰り返されている。

 その光景は、武器や血とは無縁の世界だった。

「ラフィ……俺たちは、もうやめてもいいんじゃないか」

 低く呟いた声は、風に溶けるほど弱かった。

 ラフィは目を逸らさなかった。その瞳には、ガザの砂塵に埋もれた血の記憶がよどんでいた。

 倒れ伏した父の影、焼け焦げた壁、裂けた夢。彼の胸に満ちているのは、優しさではなく、冷たい怒りだった。

「忘れるな、アミール」

 声は硬い石のように響いた。

「母の腕に抱かれた記憶と同じ場所で、父たちは殺されたんだ。あの瓦礫はただの瓦礫じゃない」

 アミールは唇を閉ざした。

 夕暮れの川面が赤く揺らぎ、イーストリバー越しのマンハッタンの高層ビルの影がかすかに滲んでいた。

 平和と破壊、記憶と憎しみが、同じ風の中で混じり合っていた。

 金網の内では、子どもの笑い声がまだ響いていた。

 しかし、ふたりの耳にはそれが遠い世界の残響にしか思えなかった。

  

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 夕陽は鉄の骨の継ぎ目を赤く染めながら、橋の下の熱気に揺れつつ静かに沈み込んだ。

 コンクリートの裂け目に溜まった水が、夕陽を映して薄い金色に光っている。湿った空気にわずかな湯気が立ち、港から流れる潮の匂いがアミールの鼻腔に絡んだ。

 廃工場の戸板は半ば外れ、風が古い新聞紙や枯れ葉を押し込み、小さな渦をつくっていた。蝉の声が遠くから響き、路線バスのブレーキ音が一度、吐息のように洩れた。

 橋の下には、アミールとラフィのほかに、数名の仲間たちが散らばって立っている。肩をすくめ、汗を拭いながら地面に視線を落とす者もいれば、鉄梁に手をかけ、遠くの光景をじっと見つめる者もいた。

 時折、子どもを待つ親の影と、白い屋根の送迎車が通り過ぎる。

 アミールは汗で張り付いたシャツの背中をさすり、橋げたの影に腰を下ろした。

 ラフィは少し離れて立った。影は長く伸び、照りつける西日に揺れていた。仲間たちは微動だにせず、息を殺すようにその場にいる。

「ここでやめられないのか」

 アミールの声は、蒸し暑い夕暮れの空気に溶けかけた。脳裏には、母が崩れた石壁の隙間から差し出した小さな手が浮かんでいた。母の手はいつも、汚れた掌で彼の頬を撫でてくれた。そこに帰りたいという欲が、胸の奥でまだ微かに温かく息をしている。

 ラフィは奥歯を噛みしめ、舌先だけで言った。簡潔で、海に投げる石のように冷たい。

「忘れるな、アミール。あの夜のことを忘れたら、俺たちは死んだ者たちを裏切る」

 その声は、波打つ鉄板の軋みと混じり、遠くの子どもたちの笑い声や蝉の声とは相容れなかった。

 アミールは目を細め、橋の欄干越しに流れてゆく光を見た。向こう岸に、きらめく窓が幾重にも並んでいる。そこには暮らしがあり、夕飯の匂いが立ち、子どもたちの笑い声や庭先で遊ぶ足音が、柔らかく響いているはずだ。

 ラフィの頬に深い影が刺さり、拳を握りしめている。手の甲の血管が鋭く浮いた。

「お前のその願いが、誰かの墓標になることを、お前は知っているのか」

 アミールの視線は、足元に落ちた小さな白いうさぎのぬいぐるみに止まった。埃にまみれ、ひとつの目が欠けていた。

 そのぬいぐるみは、橋の下で遊んだ遠い誰かのものかもしれない。あるいは単に迷い込んだだけかもしれない。どちらにせよ、アミールにはその欠けた目が、消えていく日常の一瞥に思えた。

 沈黙がふたりを隔てた。風が、橋げたの鉄梁を低く鳴らした。

 周囲の世界は動き続ける。送迎車の戸が閉まり、親が子の肩を叩く。バスが一台、角を曲がる。仲間たちは微かに息を整え、視線を地面や遠方に巡らせたままだ。

 アミールは振り返らず、橋の影から街のほうへ歩き出した。

 後ろでラフィの吐息が一つだけ聞こえた。それは骸のような静けさを残し、夏の夕闇が緩やかに橋を飲み込んでゆく。橋下の仲間たちは、かすかな影のまま残り、夕陽の赤と鉄の冷たさの間に佇んでいた。

 ラフィは静かにバッグを開き、タブレットを取り出した。指先に、微かに震えはあったが、心を鎮めるように深く息を吸い、mellow-echo.netの最下部にあるB“♭(フラット)”に、ミュートリーダーのカメラをかざした。暗い画面にディープレイヤーQRコードが浮かび上がると、指先はためらうことなく、“C4-ID:Vanta+Core/Ready.”の文字に沿って滑った。その手の動きは、橋下に残った仲間たちの緊張を微かに揺らし、乾いた鉄の匂いと湿った夏の風に溶けた。

 イーストリバーを挟んだ対岸の橋下から、火花が一点、また一点と立ち上り、暗がりに赤く瞬いた。小さな光は、橋下の影を揺らし、鉄梁にぶつかる音が低く響く。ラフィの視線はアミールの背に残る影を追い、仲間たちは無言で後退りし、橋下から少しずつ距離を取った。

 湿気を帯びた空気がラフィの肌をまとい、夕陽の赤と鉄の冷たさが入り混じる。橋下の静寂の中、火花の閃光と小さな軋みが、ラフィの胸の奥に奇妙な律動を生んだ。遠くで蝉が一声鳴き、街のざわめきは遙か彼方に霞んでゆく。

 その緊張の波に押されるように、橋下の仲間たちは息をひそめ、視線と呼吸だけで互いの存在を確かめあった。

 夏の夕闇は、まるで橋を、街を、そして残された影を静かに、しかし確かに飲み込んでいった。

  

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僕の新しい小説。

 B♭ (ビーフラット)

 

舞台はニューヨークです。

  

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Soundtrack.

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack/pl.u-47...

 

For japanese

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack-for-jap...

  

iTunes Playlist Link::

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b/pl.u-47DJGhopxMD

 

For japanese

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack-for-jap...

  

追記 この小説を多少説明しました。

youtu.be/3w65lqUF-YI?si=yG7qy6TPeCL9xRJV

  

メモ

 

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「Bombay型(ボンベイ型、hh型)」

•特徴:通常のABO血液型を持たない(A、B、Oに分類されない)特殊な型。

•発見地:1952年、インド・ムンバイ(旧ボンベイ)で初めて確認。

•発生頻度:インドでは1万人に1人程度だが、世界的には約250万人に1人とも。

•輸血制限:同じBombay型しか輸血できない。

 

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2024年ハーバード大学首席の卒業式スピーチ『知らないことの力』

youtu.be/SOUH8iVqSOI?si=Ju-Y728irtcWR71K

 

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Shots fired at Trump rally

youtu.be/1ejfAkzjEhk?si=ASqJwEmkY-2rW_hT

  

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Canon 5D Mark II Photos of Beautiful Brunette Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess! Pretty Green Eyes! Canon 5D Mark II Photos of Beautiful Brunette Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess! Pretty Green Eyes! The Wind was running her fingers through her long, wavy hair! She's a fitness model and professional dancer! Shot with the 24-105mm IS USM L lens! Remastered RAWs in Lightroom 5 !

 

I was shooting video of the pretty goddess at the exact same time with my 45surfer/9shooter bracket setup--you can enjoy the video here:

vimeo.com/45surf

Be sure to watch the goddess in full 1080p HD! She was tall, thin, tan, and fit!

 

Video is fun & it rocks to capture the goddess's beauty and poetry in motion!

 

Shooting simultaneous stills & video rocks! I do it on every shoot now, while also mounting several stationary DSLRs/camcorders for video in addition to the Panasonic or Sony Camcoder bracketed to my Canon 5D or Nikon D800E.

 

The sea goddess was tall, thin, fit, with long, gorgerous brown hair and pretty green eyes!

 

Sporting a 45SURF denim bikini. :)

 

And may the red-headed sea goddess inspire you along a photographic/artistic journey of your own making!

 

The Canon EF 24-105mm f/4 L IS USM Lens is an amazing lens for practically every situation!

 

Long, pretty legs!

 

All the best on your Hero's Journey from Johnny Ranger McCoy!

 

The 45surf Gold 45 Goddess exalts the archetypal form of Athena--the Greek Goddess of wisdom, warfare, strategy, heroic endeavour, handicrafts and reason. A Gold 45 Goddess embodies 45SURF's motto "Virtus, Honoris, et Actio Pro Veritas, Amor, et Bellus, (Strength, Honor, and Action for Truth, Love, and Beauty," and she stands ready to inspire and guide you along your epic, heroic journey into art and mythology. It is Athena who descends to call Telemachus to Adventure in the first book of Homer's Odyssey--to man up, find news of his true father Odysseus, and rid his home of the false suitors, and too, it is Athena who descends in the first book of Homer's Iliad, to calm the Rage of Achilles who is about to draw his sword so as to slay his commander who just seized Achilles' prize, thusly robbing Achilles of his Honor--the higher prize Achilles fought for. And now Athena descends once again, assuming the form of a Gold 45 Goddess, to inspire you along your epic journey of heroic endeavour. And like Helen of Troy, a Gold 45 Goddess is worth fighting a ten year war for.

Epic slow motion HD video of gorgeous bikini swimsuit goddess:

 

vimeo.com/45surf

 

Canon 5D Mark II Photos of Beautiful Brunette Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess! Pretty Blue Eyes! Canon 5D Mark II Photos of Beautiful Brunette Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess! Pretty Green Eyes! The Wind was running her fingers through her long, wavy hair! She's a fitness model and professional dancer! Shot with the 24-105mm IS USM L lens! Remastered RAWs in Lightroom 5 !

 

I was shooting video of the pretty goddess at the exact same time with my 45surfer/9shooter bracket setup--you can enjoy the video here:

 

dailymotion.com/45surf

 

Be sure to watch the goddess in full 1080p HD! She was tall, thin, tan, and fit!

 

Video is fun & it rocks to capture the goddess's beauty and poetry in motion!

 

Shooting simultaneous stills & video rocks! I do it on every shoot now, while also mounting several stationary DSLRs/camcorders for video in addition to the Panasonic or Sony Camcoder bracketed to my Canon 5D or Nikon D800E.

 

The sea goddess was tall, thin, fit, with long, gorgerous brown hair and pretty green eyes!

 

Sporting a 45SURF denim bikini. :)

 

And may the red-headed sea goddess inspire you along a photographic/artistic journey of your own making!

 

The Canon EF 24-105mm f/4 L IS USM Lens is an amazing lens for practically every situation!

 

Long, pretty legs!

 

All the best on your Hero's Journey from Johnny Ranger McCoy!

 

The 45surf Gold 45 Goddess exalts the archetypal form of Athena--the Greek Goddess of wisdom, warfare, strategy, heroic endeavour, handicrafts and reason. A Gold 45 Goddess embodies 45SURF's motto "Virtus, Honoris, et Actio Pro Veritas, Amor, et Bellus, (Strength, Honor, and Action for Truth, Love, and Beauty," and she stands ready to inspire and guide you along your epic, heroic journey into art and mythology. It is Athena who descends to call Telemachus to Adventure in the first book of Homer's Odyssey--to man up, find news of his true father Odysseus, and rid his home of the false suitors, and too, it is Athena who descends in the first book of Homer's Iliad, to calm the Rage of Achilles who is about to draw his sword so as to slay his commander who just seized Achilles' prize, thusly robbing Achilles of his Honor--the higher prize Achilles fought for. And now Athena descends once again, assuming the form of a Gold 45 Goddess, to inspire you along your epic journey of heroic endeavour. And like Helen of Troy, a Gold 45 Goddess is worth fighting a ten year war for.

 

Enjoy the video shot at the same time as the stills:

 

youtu.be/4TaO0Dh69HI (this video was shot while I took one of my most famous & most-viewed photographs ever! be sure to watch in full 1080p hd!)

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=3TvbZgl6Af4 (some more video of the goddess!)

 

Happy Valentine's Day! Canon 5D Mark II Photos of Beautiful Brunette Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess! Pretty Blue Eyes! Wind in her Long, Silky Hair!

Title:

 

Under Construction

  

B♭ (B Flat)

A Novel by Mitsushiro Nakagawa

 

日本語のあらすじ等は下の方にあります😃

一部分の公開を更新しました。今回が最後です😃

 

“Synopsis”

 

A Palestinian group from Gaza hacks into North Korea’s cryptocurrency system, stealing hundreds of millions of dollars. Their true goal is not money—but to recreate the lost homeland of Gaza on American soil.

Amid the backdrop of hardline Republican immigration policies and a growing wave of xenophobia, a quiet plan begins to take shape: the gradual collapse of America from within.

During a speech at Madison Square Garden, Republican presidential candidate Justin Bradford is shot. Almost simultaneously in Los Angeles, former president Owen Reed is attacked at a rally for Democratic hopeful Ryan Bennett.

Two assassinations—mirroring one another—ignite a nation’s deepest divide. Yet, against all odds, Justin survives. His blood type is one in 2.5 million: the Bombay Blood Group.

The only person who can donate such blood is Anaya Patel, a community art facilitator working in Brooklyn. Her blood, stored in the Bellevue Hospital Blood Bank, is used for an emergency transfusion that saves the candidate’s life.

Jack Vance, an agent of the U.S. Secret Service, suspects a Gaza-based network behind the attacks. Together with Cameron Bartlett, the FBI Director of the Los Angeles Field Office, and Veronica Reeves, a senior investigator from New York, he begins to uncover a vast conspiracy.

Their investigation leads them to Rafi Gannam, a former architecture student at the Islamic University of Gaza, who has infiltrated redevelopment sites across Los Angeles and New York—embedding C4 explosives deep within beams and structural cores.

His targets: new residential districts where agents of ICE (Immigration and Customs Enforcement) and ERO (Enforcement and Removal Operations) live—symbols of “the order America built.”

Veronica urges the President to pursue dialogue to prevent further destruction, but President Grant M. Ranford refuses to listen.

Meanwhile, the recovering Justin and his Democratic rival Ryan appear on national television, calling for unity beyond political divisions.

Their words of reason, however, are drowned out when Grant takes the stage in Iowa, defiantly declaring: “We will never bow to terror.”

Among the crowd, Rafi’s operatives have already taken their positions.

As chaos erupts and the stage collapses, Amir Nasser—once Rafi’s comrade, haunted by the memory of his sister’s death in Gaza—tries desperately to halt the chain of destruction.

But Rafi’s conviction remains unshaken.

Under the twilight beneath the Williamsburg Bridge, amid the city’s fading noise, the two men part ways.

It is the boundary between prayer and vengeance, between hope and nothingness.

  

“Characters”

 

Anaya Patel – 25, Community Art Facilitator

Arjun Singh – 26, Anaya’s boyfriend, Luminatech Innovations

Mika Sato – 25, Anaya’s friend, Community Art Facilitator

 

Justin Bradford – 27, Republican Presidential Candidate

Eleanor Blake – 26, Justin’s fiancée

 

President Grant M. Langford – 61, Incumbent Republican President

Vice President Charles “Chuck” Baines – 64, Incumbent Republican Vice President

 

Ryan Bennett – 30, Democratic Presidential Candidate

Sophia Bennett – 30, Ryan’s wife

Owen Reed – 65, Former Democratic President

 

Jack Vance – 45, Secret Service, Former FBI Los Angeles Field Office

Ben Holloway – 30, Jack’s colleague

Darryl Ross – 29, Jack’s colleague

Elijah Kane – 28, Jack’s colleague

 

Marcus Dane – 45, FBI Los Angeles Field Office

Cameron Bartlett – 55, FBI Los Angeles Field Office, Field Office Director

Tom Caldwell – 38, FBI Technical Unit, Marcus’s subordinate

 

Veronica Reeves – 41, FBI Special Agent

Alexander Harris – 52, FBI New York Field Office, Field Office Director

Elliot Chen – 36, Technology Unit Chief

Alicia Monroe – 58, FBI Director

 

Zakaria Haddad – 51, Gaza Strip, Palestine; Former Islamic University Engineering Professor, New York Team

Amir Nasser – 23, Gaza Strip, Palestine; Former Islamic University Electronics Engineering, New York Team

Rafi Gannam – 32, Gaza Strip, Palestine; Islamic University, Architecture, New York Team

Rohan Shah – 29, Gaza Strip, Palestine; Islamic University, Architecture, New York Team

 

Majid Hamza – 47, Gaza Strip, Palestine; University of Palestine, Information Technology, Los Angeles Team

Samira Hammad – 28, Gaza Strip, Palestine; University of Palestine, Engineering, Los Angeles Team

Saeed Kabari – 35, Gaza Strip, Palestine; University of Palestine, Business Administration, Los Angeles Team

Reem Nasser – 30, Gaza Strip, Palestine; University of Palestine, Media Studies, Los Angeles Team

 

Noah Levi – 55, Israel, residing in Tel Aviv, Jewish

  

B♭ will be released worldwide on February 29, 2026.

Recently, director Ridley Scott remarked that streaming films and series have become dull.

I agree.

If you have two hours to spare for such stories, I ask for only two minutes of your time.

Two minutes with my novel will outlast those two hours.

I am confident of that.

  

Stay tuned.

Mitsushiro

October 9th, 2025

 

P.S.

Micchan — the man who challenges Netflix. 😃

  

Manhattan. New York. USA. 2017. ... 8 / 10

(Today's photo. It was previously unpublished, but has recently been re-edited from the original.)

  

Images.

Taylor Swift … This Love

youtu.be/PfJzQuqWSSE?si=TrtL4Mb-uN2dNmML

  

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My new novel:

B♭ (B-flat)

There’s still more to come. 😃

(This is not the final draft.)

Set in New York City.

 

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Soundtrack.

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack/pl.u-47...

 

For japanese

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack-for-jap...

 

Note: I gave a brief explanation of this novel in the following video:

youtu.be/3w65lqUF-YI?si=yG7qy6TPeCL9xRJV

  

iTunes Playlist Link::

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b/pl.u-47DJGhopxMD

 

For japanese

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack-for-jap...

 

My new novel:

B♭ (B-flat)

Notes

1. "Bombay Blood Type (hh type)"

•Characteristics: A rare blood type that lacks the usual ABO antigens — cannot be classified as A, B, or O.

•Discovery: First identified in 1952 in Mumbai, India (formerly Bombay).

•Prevalence: Roughly 1 in 10,000 people in India; globally, about 1 in 2.5 million.

•Transfusion Compatibility: Only compatible with blood from other Bombay type donors.

2. 2024 Harvard University Valedictorian Speech – The Power of Not Knowing

youtu.be/SOUH8iVqSOI?si=Ju-Y728irtcWR71K

3. Shots Fired at Trump Rally

youtu.be/1ejfAkzjEhk?si=ASqJwEmkY-2rW_hT

  

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Title:

 

工事中

  

僕の新しい小説

 B♭ (ビーフラット) ……. Mitsushiro Nakagawa

  

“あらすじ”

 

北朝鮮の仮想通貨システムをハッキングし、数億ドルを奪取したガザ出身のパレスチナ人グループが、アメリカ合衆国へ密かに潜入する。

彼らの目的は、失われた祖国ガザを、アメリカの地に「復元」することだった。

共和党による強硬な移民政策と、国内にくすぶる排外感情を利用し、アメリカ社会を内側から崩壊させる計画が静かに進行していく。

共和党大統領候補ジャスティン・ブラッドフォードがマディソン・スクエア・ガーデンで演説中に狙撃され、ほぼ同時刻、ロサンゼルスでは前大統領オーウェン・リードもまた、民主党候補ライアン・ベネットの集会で撃たれる。

国家を二分する双方向の暗殺。だが、ジャスティンは奇跡的に生還する。

彼の血液型は、世界でわずか250万人に一人といわれる「ボンベイブラッド」。

その希少な血を提供できたのは、ブルックリンで活動するコミュニティアート・ファシリテーター、アナヤ・パテルだった。

彼女の血液はベルビュー病院の血液バンクに保存されており、緊急輸血によって、候補者の命はかろうじて繋がれた。

シークレットサービスのジャック・バンスは、テロの背後にガザ出身の組織が関与していることを察知し、FBIロサンゼルス支局長官キャメロン・バートレット、ニューヨーク支局の特別捜査官ヴェロニカ・リーブスと共に捜査を進める。

やがて彼らは、イスラム大学で建築学を学んだラフィ・ガンナムが、ロサンゼルスやニューヨークの再開発現場に潜入し、梁や構造体の中枢にC4爆薬を仕込んでいた事実に辿り着く。

標的は、ICE(移民・関税執行局)やERO(執行・送還作戦部門)の職員が暮らす新興住宅街——すなわち、「アメリカが築いた秩序」そのものだった。

ヴェロニカは、これ以上の破壊を防ぐため、大統領への対話を進言するが、現職のグラント・ランフォード大統領は耳を貸さない。

一方、命を取り留めたジャスティンと民主党候補ライアンは、テレビを通じて国民に訴えかけ、分断を乗り越えようとする。

だが、その理性の声を嘲笑うかのように、グラントはアイオワ州での演説を強行し、「テロには屈しない」と宣言する。

その会場には、すでにラフィの仲間が率いる工作チームが潜入していた。

崩壊する会場の惨状を前に、仲間の一人アミール・ナッセルは、かつてガザで妹を失った記憶に引き裂かれ、破壊の連鎖を止めようとする。

だが、ラフィの信念は揺るがない。

ウィリアムズバーグ橋の下、夕暮れの喧騒のなか、二人は決別する。

それは、祈りと報復、希望と虚無の境界線だった——。

 

“登場人物”

 

アナヤ・パテル 25歳 コミュニティアート・ファシリテーター

アルジュン・シン 26歳 アナヤの恋人・ルミナテック・イノベーションズ社

 

佐藤 ミカ 25歳 アナの友人・コミュニティアート・ファシリテーター

 

ジャスティン・ブラッドフォード 27歳 共和党大統領候補

エリノア・ブレイク 26歳 ジャスティンの婚約者

 

グラント・M・ランフォード大統領 61歳 共和党大統領現職

チャールズ・ベインズ副大統領 64歳 共和党副大統領現職

 

ライアン・ベネット 30歳 民主党大統領候補

ソフィア・ベネット 30歳 ライアンの妻

 

オーウェン・リード 65歳 民主党前大統領

 

ジャック・バンス 45歳 シークレットサービス 元FBIロサンゼルス支局

ベン・ホロウェイ 30歳 ジャックの同僚

ダリル・ロス 29歳 ジャックの同僚

イライジャ・ケイン 28歳 ジャックの同僚

 

マーカス・デイン 45歳 FBI ロサンゼルス支局

キャメロン・バートレット 55歳 FBI ロサンゼルス支局 支局長

トム・コールドウェル 38歳 FBI技術班 マーカスの部下

 

ヴェロニカ・リーヴス 41歳 FBI特別捜査官

アレクサンダー・ハリス 52歳 FBI ニューヨーク支局 支局長

エリオット・チェン 36歳 テクノロジー班主任

 

アリシア・モンロー 58歳 FBI長官

 

ザカリア・ハッダード 51歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 元イスラム大学 工学部教授 ニューヨークチーム

アミール・ナッセル 23歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 元イスラム大学 電子工学部 ニューヨークチーム

ラフィ・ガンナム 32歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 イスラム大学 建築学部 ニューヨークチーム

ロハン・シャー 29歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 イスラム大学 建築学部 ニューヨークチーム

 

マジード・ハムザ 47歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 パレスチナ大学 情報技術学部 ロサンゼルスチーム

サミラ・ハンマド 28歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 パレスチナ大学 工学部 ロサンゼルスチーム

サイード・カバリ 35歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 パレスチナ大学 経営学部 ロサンゼルスチーム

リーム・ナセル 30歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 パレスチナ大学 メディア学部 ロサンゼルスチーム

 

ノア・レヴィ 55歳 イスラエル テルアビブ在住 ユダヤ人

  

僕のこの小説は、来年、2026年2月末日に公開します。

 

先日、リドリースコット監督がサブスクの映画やドラマ群がつまらないと話していたようだけど、同感です。

僕も非常に退屈です。

それらに2時間を要するなら、僕の小説を2分間だけ読んで欲しい。

その2分間は、2時間を越えるでしょう。

僕は自信があります。

ぜひ、期待してお待ちください。

 

Mitsushiro Nakagawa

09th. Oct . 2025.

  

追伸

ネトフリに挑戦する男、みっちゃん。😃

  

マンハッタン。ニューヨーク。アメリカ。2017. … 8 / 10

 

(今日の写真。それは未発表済みです。しかし最近、オリジナルから再編集しています。)

  

Images.

Taylor Swift … This Love ( 和訳 )

youtu.be/PfJzQuqWSSE?si=TrtL4Mb-uN2dNmML

  

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僕の新しい小説。

 B♭ (ビーフラット)

 

舞台はニューヨークです。

 

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Soundtrack.

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack/pl.u-47...

 

For japanese

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack-for-jap...

  

iTunes Playlist Link::

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b/pl.u-47DJGhopxMD

 

For japanese

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack-for-jap...

  

追記 この小説を多少説明しました。

youtu.be/3w65lqUF-YI?si=yG7qy6TPeCL9xRJV

  

メモ

 

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「Bombay型(ボンベイ型、hh型)」

•特徴:通常のABO血液型を持たない(A、B、Oに分類されない)特殊な型。

•発見地:1952年、インド・ムンバイ(旧ボンベイ)で初めて確認。

•発生頻度:インドでは1万人に1人程度だが、世界的には約250万人に1人とも。

•輸血制限:同じBombay型しか輸血できない。

 

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2024年ハーバード大学首席の卒業式スピーチ『知らないことの力』

youtu.be/SOUH8iVqSOI?si=Ju-Y728irtcWR71K

 

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Shots fired at Trump rally

youtu.be/1ejfAkzjEhk?si=ASqJwEmkY-2rW_hT

  

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Canon 5D Mark II Photos of Beautiful Brunette Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess! Pretty Green Eyes! Canon 5D Mark II Photos of Beautiful Brunette Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess! Pretty Green Eyes! The Wind was running her fingers through her long, wavy hair! She's a fitness model and professional dancer! Shot with the 24-105mm IS USM L lens! Remastered RAWs in Lightroom 5 !

 

I was shooting video of the pretty goddess at the exact same time with my 45surfer/9shooter bracket setup--you can enjoy the video here:

Be sure to watch the goddess in full 1080p HD! She was tall, thin, tan, and fit!

 

Video is fun & it rocks to capture the goddess's beauty and poetry in motion!

 

Shooting simultaneous stills & video rocks! I do it on every shoot now, while also mounting several stationary DSLRs/camcorders for video in addition to the Panasonic or Sony Camcoder bracketed to my Canon 5D or Nikon D800E.

 

The sea goddess was tall, thin, fit, with long, gorgerous brown hair and pretty green eyes!

 

Sporting a 45SURF denim bikini. :)

 

And may the red-headed sea goddess inspire you along a photographic/artistic journey of your own making!

 

The Canon EF 24-105mm f/4 L IS USM Lens is an amazing lens for practically every situation!

 

Long, pretty legs!

 

All the best on your Hero's Journey from Johnny Ranger McCoy!

 

The 45surf Gold 45 Goddess exalts the archetypal form of Athena--the Greek Goddess of wisdom, warfare, strategy, heroic endeavour, handicrafts and reason. A Gold 45 Goddess embodies 45SURF's motto "Virtus, Honoris, et Actio Pro Veritas, Amor, et Bellus, (Strength, Honor, and Action for Truth, Love, and Beauty," and she stands ready to inspire and guide you along your epic, heroic journey into art and mythology. It is Athena who descends to call Telemachus to Adventure in the first book of Homer's Odyssey--to man up, find news of his true father Odysseus, and rid his home of the false suitors, and too, it is Athena who descends in the first book of Homer's Iliad, to calm the Rage of Achilles who is about to draw his sword so as to slay his commander who just seized Achilles' prize, thusly robbing Achilles of his Honor--the higher prize Achilles fought for. And now Athena descends once again, assuming the form of a Gold 45 Goddess, to inspire you along your epic journey of heroic endeavour. And like Helen of Troy, a Gold 45 Goddess is worth fighting a ten year war for.

Our granddaughter ''exploring'' CYCLOPS...

 

REFORD GARDENS | LES JARDINS DE MÉTIS

  

See: www.refordgardens.com/

  

CYCLOPS, 2016

Craig Chapple

Phoenix, Arizona, USA.

 

From the plaque:

 

Formerly trained as an architect at Yale University but with a deep commitment to creating art, Craig Chapple has pursued both architecture and the visual arts simultaneously throughout his career. Craig’s work is born from the synergy of these two disciplines, producing work that focuses on the overlap of the line, pattern, texture and process. He works in analog and digital practices in drawing, painting and sculpture.

  

Cyclops is a singular object on the landscape as well as a singular frame of the landscape. Made up of 25508-meter long tapering planks held in the shape of an inverted cone around a central opening for the user to occupy . These planks are fastened to each other at the innermost diameter and held upright by a 150 mm steal ring beam at the outer diameter.

 

At first approach, Cyclops is an object on the landscape, seen as a clear , platonic form. Through its transparency and porosity, however, it is an object one that is also dynamic and changing, blending with the environment.

 

By entering the central 1.5 m opening at the bottom of the cone, the user enters into a different relationship with the object and the landscape. By experiencing it from the inside-out, the object acts to frame the surrounding landscape and sky for the viewer in this same dynamic , temporal way by blending the man-made, platonic clarity of the frame with the organic and natural.

 

The viewer plays the central role of the work in rediscovering the relationship between the object, the frame and the natural landscape.

 

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See: www.refordgardens.com/

 

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From Wikipedia:

 

Elsie Stephen Meighen - born January 22, 1872, Perth, Ontario - and Robert Wilson Reford - born in 1867, Montreal - got married on June 12, 1894.

 

Elsie Reford was a pioneer of Canadian horticulture, creating one of the largest private gardens in Canada on her estate, Estevan Lodge in eastern Québec. Located in Grand-Métis on the south shore of the St. Lawrence River, her gardens have been open to the public since 1962 and operate under the name Les Jardins de Métis and Reford Gardens.

  

Born January 22, 1872 at Perth, Ontario, Elsie Reford was the eldest of three children born to Robert Meighen and Elsie Stephen. Coming from modest backgrounds themselves, Elsie’s parents ensured that their children received a good education. After being educated in Montreal, she was sent to finishing school in Dresden and Paris, returning to Montreal fluent in both German and French, and ready to take her place in society.

 

She married Robert Wilson Reford on June 12, 1894. She gave birth to two sons, Bruce in 1895 and Eric in 1900. Robert and Elsie Reford were, by many accounts, an ideal couple. In 1902, they built a house on Drummond Street in Montreal. They both loved the outdoors and they spend several weeks a year in a log cabin they built at Lac Caribou, south of Rimouski. In the autumn they hunted for caribou, deer, and ducks. They returned in winter to ski and snowshoe. Elsie Reford also liked to ride. She had learned as a girl and spent many hours riding on the slopes of Mount Royal. And of course, there was salmon-fishing – a sport at which she excelled.

 

In her day, she was known for her civic, social, and political activism. She was engaged in philanthropic activities, particularly for the Montreal Maternity Hospital and she was also the moving force behind the creation of the Women’s Canadian Club of Montreal, the first women club in Canada. She believed it important that the women become involved in debates over the great issues of the day, « something beyond the local gossip of the hour ». Her acquaintance with Lord Grey, the Governor-General of Canada from 1904 to 1911, led to her involvement in organizing, in 1908, Québec City’s tercentennial celebrations. The event was one of many to which she devoted herself in building bridges with French-Canadian community.

 

During the First World War, she joined her two sons in England and did volunteer work at the War Office, translating documents from German into English. After the war, she was active in the Victorian Order of Nurses, the Montreal Council of Social Agencies, and the National Association of Conservative Women.

 

In 1925 at the age of 53 years, Elsie Reford was operated for appendicitis and during her convalescence, her doctor counselled against fishing, fearing that she did not have the strength to return to the river.”Why not take up gardening?” he said, thinking this a more suitable pastime for a convalescent woman of a certain age. That is why she began laying out the gardens and supervising their construction. The gardens would take ten years to build, and would extend over more than twenty acres.

 

Elsie Reford had to overcome many difficulties in bringing her garden to life. First among them were the allergies that sometimes left her bedridden for days on end. The second obstacle was the property itself. Estevan was first and foremost a fishing lodge. The site was chosen because of its proximity to a salmon river and its dramatic views – not for the quality of the soil.

 

To counter-act nature’s deficiencies, she created soil for each of the plants she had selected, bringing peat and sand from nearby farms. This exchange was fortuitous to the local farmers, suffering through the Great Depression. Then, as now, the gardens provided much-needed work to an area with high unemployment. Elsie Reford’s genius as a gardener was born of the knowledge she developed of the needs of plants. Over the course of her long life, she became an expert plantsman. By the end of her life, Elsie Reford was able to counsel other gardeners, writing in the journals of the Royal Horticultural Society and the North American Lily Society. Elsie Reford was not a landscape architect and had no training of any kind as a garden designer. While she collected and appreciated art, she claimed no talents as an artist.

 

Elsie Stephen Reford died at her Drummond Street home on November 8, 1967 in her ninety-sixth year.

 

In 1995, the Reford Gardens ("Jardins de Métis") in Grand-Métis were designated a National Historic Site of Canada, as being an excellent Canadian example of the English-inspired garden.(Wikipedia)

 

Visit : en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elsie_Reford

 

Visit : www.refordgardens.com/

 

LES JARDINS DE MÉTIS

 

Créés par Elsie Reford de 1926 à 1958, ces jardins témoignent de façon remarquable de l’art paysager à l’anglaise. Disposés dans un cadre naturel, un ensemble de jardins exhibent fleurs vivaces, arbres et arbustes. Le jardin des pommetiers, les rocailles et l’Allée royale évoquent l’œuvre de cette dame passionnée d’horticulture. Agrémenté d’un ruisseau et de sentiers sinueux, ce site jouit d’un microclimat favorable à la croissance d’espèces uniques au Canada. Les pavots bleus et les lis, privilégiés par Mme Reford, y fleurissent toujours et contribuent , avec d’autres plantes exotiques et indigènes, à l’harmonie de ces lieux.

 

Created by Elsie Reford between 1926 and 1958, these gardens are an inspired example of the English art of the garden. Woven into a natural setting, a series of gardens display perennials, trees and shrubs. A crab-apple orchard, a rock garden, and the Long Walk are also the legacy of this dedicated horticulturist. A microclimate favours the growth of species found nowhere else in Canada, while the stream and winding paths add to the charm. Elsie Reford’s beloved blue poppies and lilies still bloom and contribute, with other exotic and indigenous plants, to the harmony of the site.

 

Commission des lieux et monuments historiques du Canada

Historic Sites and Monuments Board of Canada.

Gouvernement du Canada – Government of Canada

 

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Canon 5D Mark II Photos of Beautiful Brunette Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess! Pretty Green Eyes! Canon 5D Mark II Photos of Beautiful Brunette Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess! Pretty Green Eyes! The Wind was running her fingers through her long, wavy hair! She's a fitness model and professional dancer! Shot with the 24-105mm IS USM L lens! Remastered RAWs in Lightroom 5 !

 

I was shooting video of the pretty goddess at the exact same time with my 45surfer/9shooter bracket setup--you can enjoy the video here:

 

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Be sure to watch the goddess in full 1080p HD! She was tall, thin, tan, and fit!

 

Video is fun & it rocks to capture the goddess's beauty and poetry in motion!

 

Shooting simultaneous stills & video rocks! I do it on every shoot now, while also mounting several stationary DSLRs/camcorders for video in addition to the Panasonic or Sony Camcoder bracketed to my Canon 5D or Nikon D800E.

 

The sea goddess was tall, thin, fit, with long, gorgerous brown hair and pretty green eyes!

 

Sporting a 45SURF denim bikini. :)

 

And may the red-headed sea goddess inspire you along a photographic/artistic journey of your own making!

 

The Canon EF 24-105mm f/4 L IS USM Lens is an amazing lens for practically every situation!

 

Long, pretty legs!

 

All the best on your Hero's Journey from Johnny Ranger McCoy!

 

The 45surf Gold 45 Goddess exalts the archetypal form of Athena--the Greek Goddess of wisdom, warfare, strategy, heroic endeavour, handicrafts and reason. A Gold 45 Goddess embodies 45SURF's motto "Virtus, Honoris, et Actio Pro Veritas, Amor, et Bellus, (Strength, Honor, and Action for Truth, Love, and Beauty," and she stands ready to inspire and guide you along your epic, heroic journey into art and mythology. It is Athena who descends to call Telemachus to Adventure in the first book of Homer's Odyssey--to man up, find news of his true father Odysseus, and rid his home of the false suitors, and too, it is Athena who descends in the first book of Homer's Iliad, to calm the Rage of Achilles who is about to draw his sword so as to slay his commander who just seized Achilles' prize, thusly robbing Achilles of his Honor--the higher prize Achilles fought for. And now Athena descends once again, assuming the form of a Gold 45 Goddess, to inspire you along your epic journey of heroic endeavour. And like Helen of Troy, a Gold 45 Goddess is worth fighting a ten year war for.

Canon 5D Mark II Photos of Beautiful Brunette Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess! Pretty Green Eyes! Canon 5D Mark II Photos of Beautiful Brunette Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess! Pretty Green Eyes! The Wind was running her fingers through her long, wavy hair! She's a fitness model and professional dancer! Shot with the 24-105mm IS USM L lens! Remastered RAWs in Lightroom 5 !

 

I was shooting video of the pretty goddess at the exact same time with my 45surfer/9shooter bracket setup--you can enjoy the video here:

 

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Be sure to watch the goddess in full 1080p HD! She was tall, thin, tan, and fit!

 

Video is fun & it rocks to capture the goddess's beauty and poetry in motion!

 

Shooting simultaneous stills & video rocks! I do it on every shoot now, while also mounting several stationary DSLRs/camcorders for video in addition to the Panasonic or Sony Camcoder bracketed to my Canon 5D or Nikon D800E.

 

The sea goddess was tall, thin, fit, with long, gorgerous brown hair and pretty green eyes!

 

Sporting a 45SURF denim bikini. :)

 

And may the red-headed sea goddess inspire you along a photographic/artistic journey of your own making!

 

The Canon EF 24-105mm f/4 L IS USM Lens is an amazing lens for practically every situation!

 

Long, pretty legs!

 

All the best on your Hero's Journey from Johnny Ranger McCoy!

 

The 45surf Gold 45 Goddess exalts the archetypal form of Athena--the Greek Goddess of wisdom, warfare, strategy, heroic endeavour, handicrafts and reason. A Gold 45 Goddess embodies 45SURF's motto "Virtus, Honoris, et Actio Pro Veritas, Amor, et Bellus, (Strength, Honor, and Action for Truth, Love, and Beauty," and she stands ready to inspire and guide you along your epic, heroic journey into art and mythology. It is Athena who descends to call Telemachus to Adventure in the first book of Homer's Odyssey--to man up, find news of his true father Odysseus, and rid his home of the false suitors, and too, it is Athena who descends in the first book of Homer's Iliad, to calm the Rage of Achilles who is about to draw his sword so as to slay his commander who just seized Achilles' prize, thusly robbing Achilles of his Honor--the higher prize Achilles fought for. And now Athena descends once again, assuming the form of a Gold 45 Goddess, to inspire you along your epic journey of heroic endeavour. And like Helen of Troy, a Gold 45 Goddess is worth fighting a ten year war for.

Happy Holidays! Finishing my work in Lightroom 4 now, and uploading new video of the goddesses!

 

Enjoy the video shot at the same time as the stills:

 

youtu.be/4TaO0Dh69HI (this video was shot while I took one of my most famous & most-viewed photographs ever! be sure to watch in full 1080p hd!)

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=3TvbZgl6Af4 (some more video of the goddess!)

 

Canon 5D Mark II Photos of Beautiful Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess!

 

The video was shot with the awesome Panasonic X900MK 3MOS 3D Full HD SD Camcorder. I highly recommend it!

 

The goddess was tall, thin, and fit, with long, natural brown hair, pretty blue eyes, and a great smile!

Cute freckles!

  

It was a nice sunny, windless, warm, winter's day out on the beach, where the sun stays low all day for epic shooting!

 

Shooting simultaneous stills & video rocks! I do it on every shoot now, while also mounting several stationary DSLRs/camcorders for video in addition to the Panasonic or Sony Camcorder bracketed to my Canon 5D or Nikon D800E.

 

The sea & sand goddess was tall, thin, fit, and athletic, with gorgerous brown hair and pretty blue eyes and long legs! She's a dancer! Wearing a pink polka-dot bikini!

 

Pretty freckles too!

 

May the Hero's Journey Mythology goddesses guide and inspire you throughout the new year!

Title: Tourist bus.

 

日本語のあらすじ等は下の方にあります😃

 

B♭ (B Flat)

A Novel by Mitsushiro Nakagawa

 

“Synopsis”

A Palestinian group from Gaza hacks into North Korea’s cryptocurrency system, stealing hundreds of millions of dollars. Their true goal is not money—but to recreate the lost homeland of Gaza on American soil.

Amid the backdrop of hardline Republican immigration policies and a growing wave of xenophobia, a quiet plan begins to take shape: the gradual collapse of America from within.

During a speech at Madison Square Garden, Republican presidential candidate Justin Bradford is shot. Almost simultaneously in Los Angeles, former president Owen Reed is attacked at a rally for Democratic hopeful Ryan Bennett.

Two assassinations—mirroring one another—ignite a nation’s deepest divide. Yet, against all odds, Justin survives. His blood type is one in 2.5 million: the Bombay Blood Group.

The only person who can donate such blood is Anaya Patel, a community art facilitator working in Brooklyn. Her blood, stored in the Bellevue Hospital Blood Bank, is used for an emergency transfusion that saves the candidate’s life.

Jack Vance, an agent of the U.S. Secret Service, suspects a Gaza-based network behind the attacks. Together with Cameron Bartlett, the FBI Director of the Los Angeles Field Office, and Veronica Reeves, a senior investigator from New York, he begins to uncover a vast conspiracy.

Their investigation leads them to Rafi Gannam, a former architecture student at the Islamic University of Gaza, who has infiltrated redevelopment sites across Los Angeles and New York—embedding C4 explosives deep within beams and structural cores.

His targets: new residential districts where agents of ICE (Immigration and Customs Enforcement) and ERO (Enforcement and Removal Operations) live—symbols of “the order America built.”

Veronica urges the President to pursue dialogue to prevent further destruction, but President Grant M. Ranford refuses to listen.

Meanwhile, the recovering Justin and his Democratic rival Ryan appear on national television, calling for unity beyond political divisions.

Their words of reason, however, are drowned out when Grant takes the stage in Iowa, defiantly declaring: “We will never bow to terror.”

Among the crowd, Rafi’s operatives have already taken their positions.

As chaos erupts and the stage collapses, Amir Nasser—once Rafi’s comrade, haunted by the memory of his sister’s death in Gaza—tries desperately to halt the chain of destruction.

But Rafi’s conviction remains unshaken.

Under the twilight beneath the Williamsburg Bridge, amid the city’s fading noise, the two men part ways.

It is the boundary between prayer and vengeance, between hope and nothingness.

  

“Characters”

 

Anaya Patel – 25, Community Art Facilitator

Arjun Singh – 26, Anaya’s boyfriend, Luminatech Innovations

Mika Sato – 25, Anaya’s friend, Community Art Facilitator

 

Justin Bradford – 27, Republican Presidential Candidate

Eleanor Blake – 26, Justin’s fiancée

 

President Grant M. Langford – 61, Incumbent Republican President

Vice President Charles “Chuck” Baines – 64, Incumbent Republican Vice President

 

Ryan Bennett – 30, Democratic Presidential Candidate

Sophia Bennett – 30, Ryan’s wife

Owen Reed – 65, Former Democratic President

 

Jack Vance – 45, Secret Service, Former FBI Los Angeles Field Office

Ben Holloway – 30, Jack’s colleague

Darryl Ross – 29, Jack’s colleague

Elijah Kane – 28, Jack’s colleague

 

Marcus Dane – 45, FBI Los Angeles Field Office

Cameron Bartlett – 55, FBI Los Angeles Field Office, Field Office Director

Tom Caldwell – 38, FBI Technical Unit, Marcus’s subordinate

 

Veronica Reeves – 41, FBI Special Agent

Alexander Harris – 52, FBI New York Field Office, Field Office Director

Elliot Chen – 36, Technology Unit Chief

Alicia Monroe – 58, FBI Director

 

Zakaria Haddad – 51, Gaza Strip, Palestine; Former Islamic University Engineering Professor, New York Team

Amir Nasser – 23, Gaza Strip, Palestine; Former Islamic University Electronics Engineering, New York Team

Rafi Gannam – 32, Gaza Strip, Palestine; Islamic University, Architecture, New York Team

Rohan Shah – 29, Gaza Strip, Palestine; Islamic University, Architecture, New York Team

 

Majid Hamza – 47, Gaza Strip, Palestine; University of Palestine, Information Technology, Los Angeles Team

Samira Hammad – 28, Gaza Strip, Palestine; University of Palestine, Engineering, Los Angeles Team

Saeed Kabari – 35, Gaza Strip, Palestine; University of Palestine, Business Administration, Los Angeles Team

Reem Nasser – 30, Gaza Strip, Palestine; University of Palestine, Media Studies, Los Angeles Team

 

Noah Levi – 55, Israel, residing in Tel Aviv, Jewish

  

B♭ will be released worldwide on February 29, 2026.

Recently, director Ridley Scott remarked that streaming films and series have become dull.

I agree.

If you have two hours to spare for such stories, I ask for only two minutes of your time.

Two minutes with my novel will outlast those two hours.

I am confident of that.

  

Stay tuned.

Mitsushiro

October 9th, 2025

 

P.S.

Micchan — the man who challenges Netflix. 😃

  

(Nikon Coolpix 8700 shot)

 

Manhattan. New York. USA. 2007. … 6 / 10

 

(Photo of the day. This has already been published, but I recently re-edited it from the original.)

  

Images.

5 Seconds of Summers - I'm Scared I'll Never Sleep Again

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My new novel:

B♭ (B-flat)

There’s still more to come. 😃

(This is not the final draft.)

Set in New York City.

 

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:: Soundtrack ::

 

B♭ ( My Novel . Soundtrack )

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack/pl.u-47...

 

B♭ ( My Novel . Soundtrack . For Japanese)

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack-for-jap...

B♭ ( My Novel . Soundtrack . Sweet Summer rain ver.)

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack-sweet-s...

B♭ ( My Novel . Soundtrack . Hard days ver.)

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack-hard-da...

 

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Note: I gave a brief explanation of this novel in the following video:

youtu.be/3w65lqUF-YI?si=yG7qy6TPeCL9xRJV

  

My new novel:

B♭ (B-flat)

Notes

1. "Bombay Blood Type (hh type)"

•Characteristics: A rare blood type that lacks the usual ABO antigens — cannot be classified as A, B, or O.

•Discovery: First identified in 1952 in Mumbai, India (formerly Bombay).

•Prevalence: Roughly 1 in 10,000 people in India; globally, about 1 in 2.5 million.

•Transfusion Compatibility: Only compatible with blood from other Bombay type donors.

2. 2024 Harvard University Valedictorian Speech – The Power of Not Knowing

youtu.be/SOUH8iVqSOI?si=Ju-Y728irtcWR71K

3. Shots Fired at Trump Rally

youtu.be/1ejfAkzjEhk?si=ASqJwEmkY-2rW_hT

  

Mitsushiro Nakagawa belong to Lot No. 402 _.Copyright©︎2025 Lot No.402_ All rights reserved.

 

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Title:

観光バス。

  

僕の新しい小説

 B♭ (ビーフラット) ……. Mitsushiro Nakagawa

  

“あらすじ”

 

北朝鮮の仮想通貨システムをハッキングし、数億ドルを奪取したガザ出身のパレスチナ人グループが、アメリカ合衆国へ密かに潜入する。

彼らの目的は、失われた祖国ガザを、アメリカの地に「復元」することだった。

共和党による強硬な移民政策と、国内にくすぶる排外感情を利用し、アメリカ社会を内側から崩壊させる計画が静かに進行していく。

共和党大統領候補ジャスティン・ブラッドフォードがマディソン・スクエア・ガーデンで演説中に狙撃され、ほぼ同時刻、ロサンゼルスでは前大統領オーウェン・リードもまた、民主党候補ライアン・ベネットの集会で撃たれる。

国家を二分する双方向の暗殺。だが、ジャスティンは奇跡的に生還する。

彼の血液型は、世界でわずか250万人に一人といわれる「ボンベイブラッド」。

その希少な血を提供できたのは、ブルックリンで活動するコミュニティアート・ファシリテーター、アナヤ・パテルだった。

彼女の血液はベルビュー病院の血液バンクに保存されており、緊急輸血によって、候補者の命はかろうじて繋がれた。

シークレットサービスのジャック・バンスは、テロの背後にガザ出身の組織が関与していることを察知し、FBIロサンゼルス支局長官キャメロン・バートレット、ニューヨーク支局の特別捜査官ヴェロニカ・リーブスと共に捜査を進める。

やがて彼らは、イスラム大学で建築学を学んだラフィ・ガンナムが、ロサンゼルスやニューヨークの再開発現場に潜入し、梁や構造体の中枢にC4爆薬を仕込んでいた事実に辿り着く。

標的は、ICE(移民・関税執行局)やERO(執行・送還作戦部門)の職員が暮らす新興住宅街——すなわち、「アメリカが築いた秩序」そのものだった。

ヴェロニカは、これ以上の破壊を防ぐため、大統領への対話を進言するが、現職のグラント・ランフォード大統領は耳を貸さない。

一方、命を取り留めたジャスティンと民主党候補ライアンは、テレビを通じて国民に訴えかけ、分断を乗り越えようとする。

だが、その理性の声を嘲笑うかのように、グラントはアイオワ州での演説を強行し、「テロには屈しない」と宣言する。

その会場には、すでにラフィの仲間が率いる工作チームが潜入していた。

崩壊する会場の惨状を前に、仲間の一人アミール・ナッセルは、かつてガザで妹を失った記憶に引き裂かれ、破壊の連鎖を止めようとする。

だが、ラフィの信念は揺るがない。

ウィリアムズバーグ橋の下、夕暮れの喧騒のなか、二人は決別する。

それは、祈りと報復、希望と虚無の境界線だった——。

 

“登場人物”

 

アナヤ・パテル 25歳 コミュニティアート・ファシリテーター

アルジュン・シン 26歳 アナヤの恋人・ルミナテック・イノベーションズ社

 

佐藤 ミカ 25歳 アナの友人・コミュニティアート・ファシリテーター

 

ジャスティン・ブラッドフォード 27歳 共和党大統領候補

エリノア・ブレイク 26歳 ジャスティンの婚約者

 

グラント・M・ランフォード大統領 61歳 共和党大統領現職

チャールズ・ベインズ副大統領 64歳 共和党副大統領現職

 

ライアン・ベネット 30歳 民主党大統領候補

ソフィア・ベネット 30歳 ライアンの妻

 

オーウェン・リード 65歳 民主党前大統領

 

ジャック・バンス 45歳 シークレットサービス 元FBIロサンゼルス支局

ベン・ホロウェイ 30歳 ジャックの同僚

ダリル・ロス 29歳 ジャックの同僚

イライジャ・ケイン 28歳 ジャックの同僚

 

マーカス・デイン 45歳 FBI ロサンゼルス支局

キャメロン・バートレット 55歳 FBI ロサンゼルス支局 支局長

トム・コールドウェル 38歳 FBI技術班 マーカスの部下

 

ヴェロニカ・リーヴス 41歳 FBI特別捜査官

アレクサンダー・ハリス 52歳 FBI ニューヨーク支局 支局長

エリオット・チェン 36歳 テクノロジー班主任

 

アリシア・モンロー 58歳 FBI長官

 

ザカリア・ハッダード 51歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 元イスラム大学 工学部教授 ニューヨークチーム

アミール・ナッセル 23歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 元イスラム大学 電子工学部 ニューヨークチーム

ラフィ・ガンナム 32歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 イスラム大学 建築学部 ニューヨークチーム

ロハン・シャー 29歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 イスラム大学 建築学部 ニューヨークチーム

 

マジード・ハムザ 47歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 パレスチナ大学 情報技術学部 ロサンゼルスチーム

サミラ・ハンマド 28歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 パレスチナ大学 工学部 ロサンゼルスチーム

サイード・カバリ 35歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 パレスチナ大学 経営学部 ロサンゼルスチーム

リーム・ナセル 30歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 パレスチナ大学 メディア学部 ロサンゼルスチーム

 

ノア・レヴィ 55歳 イスラエル テルアビブ在住 ユダヤ人

  

僕のこの小説は、来年、2026年2月末日に公開します。

 

先日、リドリースコット監督がサブスクの映画やドラマ群がつまらないと話していたようだけど、同感です。

僕も非常に退屈です。

それらに2時間を要するなら、僕の小説を2分間だけ読んで欲しい。

その2分間は、2時間を越えるでしょう。

僕は自信があります。

ぜひ、期待してお待ちください。

 

Mitsushiro Nakagawa

09th. Oct . 2025.

  

追伸

ネトフリに挑戦する男、みっちゃん。😃

  

( Nikon coolpix 8700 shot )

 

マンハッタン。ニューヨーク。アメリカ。2007. … 6 / 10

 

(今日の写真。それは発表済みです。しかし最近、オリジナルから再編集しました。)

  

Images.

5 Seconds of Summers - I'm Scared I'll Never Sleep Again

youtu.be/QsZAb9XkcvI?si=xce2GbcSstApirFH

  

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僕の新しい小説。

 B♭ (ビーフラット)

 

舞台はニューヨークです。

 

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:: Soundtrack ::

 

B♭ ( My Novel . Soundtrack )

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack/pl.u-47...

 

B♭ ( My Novel . Soundtrack . For Japanese)

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack-for-jap...

B♭ ( My Novel . Soundtrack . Sweet Summer rain ver.)

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack-sweet-s...

B♭ ( My Novel . Soundtrack . Hard days ver.)

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack-hard-da...

 

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Note: I gave a brief explanation of this novel in the following video:

youtu.be/3w65lqUF-YI?si=yG7qy6TPeCL9xRJV

  

追記 この小説を多少説明しました。

youtu.be/3w65lqUF-YI?si=yG7qy6TPeCL9xRJV

  

メモ

 

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「Bombay型(ボンベイ型、hh型)」

•特徴:通常のABO血液型を持たない(A、B、Oに分類されない)特殊な型。

•発見地:1952年、インド・ムンバイ(旧ボンベイ)で初めて確認。

•発生頻度:インドでは1万人に1人程度だが、世界的には約250万人に1人とも。

•輸血制限:同じBombay型しか輸血できない。

 

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2024年ハーバード大学首席の卒業式スピーチ『知らないことの力』

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Shots fired at Trump rally

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Mitsushiro Nakagawa belong to Lot No. 402 _.Copyright©︎2025 Lot No.402_ All rights reserved.

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Simultaneous stocking adjustment action for you to enjoy.

Canon 5D Mark II Photos of Beautiful Brunette Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess! Pretty Green Eyes! She's a fitness model and professional dancer! Shot with the 24-105mm IS USM L lens! Remastered RAWs in Lightroom 5 !

 

I was shooting video of the pretty goddess at the exact same time with my 45surfer/9shooter bracket setup--you can enjoy the video here:

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Wb9hO6tG9g

www.youtube.com/watch?v=7d4TJc_dLSs

www.youtube.com/watch?v=SmiB8O8dmlw

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www.youtube.com/watch?v=wNO1AVqwEuY

www.youtube.com/watch?v=5gpXaZWMAM0

www.youtube.com/watch?v=nHVPfBJl0Fo

 

Be sure to watch the goddess in full 1080p HD! She was tall, thin, tan, and fit! Wearing a leather cowboy hat.

 

Video is fun & it rocks to capture the goddess's beauty and poetry in motion!

 

Shooting simultaneous stills & video rocks! I do it on every shoot now, while also mounting several stationary DSLRs/camcorders for video in addition to the Panasonic or Sony Camcoder bracketed to my Canon 5D or Nikon D800E.

 

The sea goddess was tall, thin, fit, with long, gorgerous brown hair and pretty green eyes!

 

Sporting a 45SURF denim bikini. :)

 

And may the red-headed sea goddess inspire you along a photographic/artistic journey of your own making!

 

The Canon EF 24-105mm f/4 L IS USM Lens is an amazing lens for practically every situation!

 

Long, pretty legs!

 

All the best on your Hero's Journey from Johnny Ranger McCoy!

Happy Holidays! Finishing my work in Lightroom 4 now, and uploading new video of the goddesses!

 

Enjoy the video shot at the same time as the stills:

 

youtu.be/4TaO0Dh69HI (this video was shot while I took one of my most famous & most-viewed photographs ever! be sure to watch in full 1080p hd!)

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=3TvbZgl6Af4 (some more video of the goddess!)

 

Canon 5D Mark II Photos of Beautiful Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess!

 

The video was shot with the awesome Panasonic X900MK 3MOS 3D Full HD SD Camcorder. I highly recommend it!

 

The goddess was tall, thin, and fit, with long, natural brown hair, pretty blue eyes, and a great smile!

Cute freckles!

  

It was a nice sunny, windless, warm, winter's day out on the beach, where the sun stays low all day for epic shooting!

 

Shooting simultaneous stills & video rocks! I do it on every shoot now, while also mounting several stationary DSLRs/camcorders for video in addition to the Panasonic or Sony Camcorder bracketed to my Canon 5D or Nikon D800E.

 

The sea & sand goddess was tall, thin, fit, and athletic, with gorgerous brown hair and pretty blue eyes and long legs! She's a dancer! Wearing a pink polka-dot bikini!

 

Pretty freckles too!

 

May the Hero's Journey Mythology goddesses guide and inspire you throughout the new year!

NS 36T finds its way through CP CANAL after entering Allentown Yard. The ragged-looking NS-CP-UP power combination heads into the receiving yard around the westward signal for CANAL. A cut of cars is simultaneously being shoved over the hump in the distance.

 

NS 36T:

NS 7511 ES44DC

CP 9646 AC4400CW

UP 5211 SD70M

Day 28 Year 2: "Love is of all passions the strongest, for it attacks simultaneously the head, the heart and the senses"~~Lao Tzu

  

Epic slow motion HD video of gorgeous bikini swimsuit goddess:

www.youtube.com/watch?v=sP1YA_6NKhk

 

Canon 5D Mark II Photos of Beautiful Brunette Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess! Pretty Blue Eyes! Canon 5D Mark II Photos of Beautiful Brunette Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess! Pretty Green Eyes! The Wind was running her fingers through her long, wavy hair! She's a fitness model and professional dancer! Shot with the 24-105mm IS USM L lens! Remastered RAWs in Lightroom 5 !

 

I was shooting video of the pretty goddess at the exact same time with my 45surfer/9shooter bracket setup--you can enjoy the video here:

 

youtu.be/tndFdLGbZxw

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www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Wb9hO6tG9g

 

Be sure to watch the goddess in full 1080p HD! She was tall, thin, tan, and fit!

 

Video is fun & it rocks to capture the goddess's beauty and poetry in motion!

 

Shooting simultaneous stills & video rocks! I do it on every shoot now, while also mounting several stationary DSLRs/camcorders for video in addition to the Panasonic or Sony Camcoder bracketed to my Canon 5D or Nikon D800E.

 

The sea goddess was tall, thin, fit, with long, gorgerous brown hair and pretty green eyes!

 

Sporting a 45SURF denim bikini. :)

 

And may the red-headed sea goddess inspire you along a photographic/artistic journey of your own making!

 

The Canon EF 24-105mm f/4 L IS USM Lens is an amazing lens for practically every situation!

 

Long, pretty legs!

 

All the best on your Hero's Journey from Johnny Ranger McCoy!

 

The 45surf Gold 45 Goddess exalts the archetypal form of Athena--the Greek Goddess of wisdom, warfare, strategy, heroic endeavour, handicrafts and reason. A Gold 45 Goddess embodies 45SURF's motto "Virtus, Honoris, et Actio Pro Veritas, Amor, et Bellus, (Strength, Honor, and Action for Truth, Love, and Beauty," and she stands ready to inspire and guide you along your epic, heroic journey into art and mythology. It is Athena who descends to call Telemachus to Adventure in the first book of Homer's Odyssey--to man up, find news of his true father Odysseus, and rid his home of the false suitors, and too, it is Athena who descends in the first book of Homer's Iliad, to calm the Rage of Achilles who is about to draw his sword so as to slay his commander who just seized Achilles' prize, thusly robbing Achilles of his Honor--the higher prize Achilles fought for. And now Athena descends once again, assuming the form of a Gold 45 Goddess, to inspire you along your epic journey of heroic endeavour. And like Helen of Troy, a Gold 45 Goddess is worth fighting a ten year war for.

I wish I didn't have acne and wrinkles simultaneously.

Michel Eugène Chevreul, 19th century scientist, is known for (among many things!) the law of simultaneous color contrast which says that the colors of two proximate objects affect each other, particularly with complementary colors. Inspired by his brilliant research, this macro shows the complementary pair of purple and yellow in the form of a delicate daisy.

Title:

Over there.

  

B♭ (B Flat)

A Novel by Mitsushiro Nakagawa

 

日本語のあらすじ等は下の方にあります😃

一部分の公開を更新しました。今回が最後です😃

 

“Synopsis”

 

A Palestinian group from Gaza hacks into North Korea’s cryptocurrency system, stealing hundreds of millions of dollars. Their true goal is not money—but to recreate the lost homeland of Gaza on American soil.

Amid the backdrop of hardline Republican immigration policies and a growing wave of xenophobia, a quiet plan begins to take shape: the gradual collapse of America from within.

During a speech at Madison Square Garden, Republican presidential candidate Justin Bradford is shot. Almost simultaneously in Los Angeles, former president Owen Reed is attacked at a rally for Democratic hopeful Ryan Bennett.

Two assassinations—mirroring one another—ignite a nation’s deepest divide. Yet, against all odds, Justin survives. His blood type is one in 2.5 million: the Bombay Blood Group.

The only person who can donate such blood is Anaya Patel, a community art facilitator working in Brooklyn. Her blood, stored in the Bellevue Hospital Blood Bank, is used for an emergency transfusion that saves the candidate’s life.

Jack Vance, an agent of the U.S. Secret Service, suspects a Gaza-based network behind the attacks. Together with Cameron Bartlett, the FBI Director of the Los Angeles Field Office, and Veronica Reeves, a senior investigator from New York, he begins to uncover a vast conspiracy.

Their investigation leads them to Rafi Gannam, a former architecture student at the Islamic University of Gaza, who has infiltrated redevelopment sites across Los Angeles and New York—embedding C4 explosives deep within beams and structural cores.

His targets: new residential districts where agents of ICE (Immigration and Customs Enforcement) and ERO (Enforcement and Removal Operations) live—symbols of “the order America built.”

Veronica urges the President to pursue dialogue to prevent further destruction, but President Grant M. Ranford refuses to listen.

Meanwhile, the recovering Justin and his Democratic rival Ryan appear on national television, calling for unity beyond political divisions.

Their words of reason, however, are drowned out when Grant takes the stage in Iowa, defiantly declaring: “We will never bow to terror.”

Among the crowd, Rafi’s operatives have already taken their positions.

As chaos erupts and the stage collapses, Amir Nasser—once Rafi’s comrade, haunted by the memory of his sister’s death in Gaza—tries desperately to halt the chain of destruction.

But Rafi’s conviction remains unshaken.

Under the twilight beneath the Williamsburg Bridge, amid the city’s fading noise, the two men part ways.

It is the boundary between prayer and vengeance, between hope and nothingness.

  

“Characters”

 

Anaya Patel – 25, Community Art Facilitator

Arjun Singh – 26, Anaya’s boyfriend, Luminatech Innovations

Mika Sato – 25, Anaya’s friend, Community Art Facilitator

 

Justin Bradford – 27, Republican Presidential Candidate

Eleanor Blake – 26, Justin’s fiancée

 

President Grant M. Langford – 61, Incumbent Republican President

Vice President Charles “Chuck” Baines – 64, Incumbent Republican Vice President

 

Ryan Bennett – 30, Democratic Presidential Candidate

Sophia Bennett – 30, Ryan’s wife

Owen Reed – 65, Former Democratic President

 

Jack Vance – 45, Secret Service, Former FBI Los Angeles Field Office

Ben Holloway – 30, Jack’s colleague

Darryl Ross – 29, Jack’s colleague

Elijah Kane – 28, Jack’s colleague

 

Marcus Dane – 45, FBI Los Angeles Field Office

Cameron Bartlett – 55, FBI Los Angeles Field Office, Field Office Director

Tom Caldwell – 38, FBI Technical Unit, Marcus’s subordinate

 

Veronica Reeves – 41, FBI Special Agent

Alexander Harris – 52, FBI New York Field Office, Field Office Director

Elliot Chen – 36, Technology Unit Chief

Alicia Monroe – 58, FBI Director

 

Zakaria Haddad – 51, Gaza Strip, Palestine; Former Islamic University Engineering Professor, New York Team

Amir Nasser – 23, Gaza Strip, Palestine; Former Islamic University Electronics Engineering, New York Team

Rafi Gannam – 32, Gaza Strip, Palestine; Islamic University, Architecture, New York Team

Rohan Shah – 29, Gaza Strip, Palestine; Islamic University, Architecture, New York Team

 

Majid Hamza – 47, Gaza Strip, Palestine; University of Palestine, Information Technology, Los Angeles Team

Samira Hammad – 28, Gaza Strip, Palestine; University of Palestine, Engineering, Los Angeles Team

Saeed Kabari – 35, Gaza Strip, Palestine; University of Palestine, Business Administration, Los Angeles Team

Reem Nasser – 30, Gaza Strip, Palestine; University of Palestine, Media Studies, Los Angeles Team

 

Noah Levi – 55, Israel, residing in Tel Aviv, Jewish

  

B♭ will be released worldwide on February 29, 2026.

Recently, director Ridley Scott remarked that streaming films and series have become dull.

I agree.

If you have two hours to spare for such stories, I ask for only two minutes of your time.

Two minutes with my novel will outlast those two hours.

I am confident of that.

  

Stay tuned.

Mitsushiro

October 9th, 2025

 

P.S.

Micchan — the man who challenges Netflix. 😃

  

Manhattan. New York. USA. 2017. ... 1 / 10

(Today's photo. It was previously unpublished, but has recently been re-edited from the original.)

  

Images.

Taylor Swift … This Love

youtu.be/PfJzQuqWSSE?si=TrtL4Mb-uN2dNmML

  

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🌟 My New Novel: "B♭" (B Flat)

 

This is the 20th installment! 😄

The following is still in the first draft stage. I will revise it further.

•The order of the content being shared is random.

•This will be the final time I share partial excerpts.

 

The full novel will be released on February 28, 2026.

Please look forward to it! 😃

 

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My new novel

B♭ (B Flat)

 

English translation by GPT-5, in collaboration with Mitsushiro Nakagawa

 

“Jack, look at your phone. Another message just came through. The IP address traces to a branch of the New York Public Library near Grand Central — via the Stavros Niarchos Foundation.”

It was a FaceTime from Ben. He was standing by in the NYPD Midtown South command post just beside the Garden. Despite everything that was happening, Ben’s voice was calm.

Jack slid his finger across his iPhone and read the short line that appeared. The characters lay down carelessly, yet somehow they gave the sentence a shape.

— There’s an arched ceiling in the underground concourse of Grand Central. Come there. Jack Vance. And don’t come alone — though, of course, you won’t be alone. —

The message struck at the inside of Jack’s chest like a ringing.

The car threaded north along Vanderbilt Avenue and came up at the southern lip of Grand Central. The city had not quite woken; the damp that hid in the canyon between buildings carried the metallic smell of morning. Jack let off the gas and eased the black SUV to the curb, almost sliding it along. As the tires brushed the edge of the pavement, the remaining beads of rain on the road leapt up into streaks of light.

He pushed open the heavy door and stepped out. His shoes hit the cobbles a beat later. Once he turned to look down the street behind him, the red reflection of a siren flashed through a shop window and briefly lit the faces of passersby, whitening them for a single instant.

Weaving through that cut of light, Jack made for the stairs that led down to the concourse. The service door groaned with a slight metallic protest. Inside, a low hum, like the breathing of a subway, filled the space. A cold breath struck his cheeks, and from the depths of the HVAC ducts a distant station announcement blurred toward him.

Wiping the sweat from his brow, Jack took the stairs of Grand Central two at a time. The amber lighting flowed across his soles; his footsteps linked together like the heartbeat of the terminal.

The iron handrail was cold, passing a faint tremor into his fingertips. From far down the stairs other footsteps layered over one another, keeping an old rhythm that led downward. The arched ceiling drew the air in gently; the lights spread a thin film of glow.

The concourse smelled of damp; the old brick walls seemed unable to forget past rains and exhaled them faintly. The floor tiles were dulled by years of feet; hairline cracks ran through them, where little memories of the city had gathered. Jack walked without attending to these things. His gaze was naturally drawn to the darkness at the far end of the corridor. The usual stream of commuters hurried past.

Weathered signs and bulletin boards clung to the walls like pillows for torn flyers. A cleaner dragged her mop in a single ribbon; beyond it, a lone bench sat as if sketching a pale loneliness.

The air that moved through the passage felt to Jack like the slow pulse of a city’s vein. He felt his breath fall into the same beat and kept walking.

Light touched the tiles at his feet and shadows stretched and swayed. The faint metallic noise of an escalator sounded somewhere far away; the gust from the stairs cooled the heat that had gathered in his body. The scent of the city, the underground damp, and the faint warmth of old lamps mixed; time began to melt slowly.

Stopping, Jack rubbed his palms and let his eyes roam. The hum all around carried a peculiar echo that blurred one’s sense of direction. He told himself he was only looking for “it,” somewhere in the concourse.

As he moved again, a high metallic scrape suddenly sliced the air. His neck muscles twitched and a tautness ran through the soles of his feet. Reflexively he froze; at the edge of his vision a receiver quivered.

Its cord, knotted with the weight of years, twisted; dusty metal glinted dully. A telephone that should have been unused rang out abruptly, like a festival bell — an alien note within the city’s hush. The sound was low but it made the air itself tremble.

Jack turned to it slowly. The heavy underground air seemed to press against the backs of his knees. All he heard was his own breathing and the faint vibration of the receiver. People flowed past as if nothing had happened: a mother led a child by the hand, an old man refolded his newspaper and tucked it under his arm, and moved on.

The receiver was calling to Jack. The call came from a tear in silence, spreading slowly like ink trembling on the reverse side of an old map. He reached out without speaking and picked up the handset. The metal was cold; that cold dropped reality onto his palm.

“…Jack.”

The voice was low but distinct. Its timbre made time seem to slip backward just a touch. He recognized the voice from online footage; yet unlike the voice heard on television, here it carried not a blade but the color of a distant sunset.

Through the receiver Jack felt the corridor’s edges, the bench’s solitude, the small scrap of paper on the floor trickle into the pauses of the conversation. The voice let the city’s details slide in through the window of speech.

“What’s up, Amir? Sounding a little low.” Jack’s voice was quiet and heavy, like a stone dropped to ground. Through the handset he heard Amir’s small nasal laugh.

“Sometimes you get down — you’re only human.”

The voice was calm and remote. It was not the public mask Amir sometimes wore, but something honed in shadow. During the call the brief chatter of a passing parent and child snapped into the line and then was gone.

“Listen carefully to what I’m going to say. Well, you’re probably recording.”

“Likewise,” Jack replied.

Amir’s words fell smoothly through the receiver, making tiny ripples on the tiled floor of the underground. The noise around them blurred once and then resolved again: the mother’s footsteps, the mop’s scrape, the distant clink of a vending machine — all intersecting with the rhythm of speech.

“I’m out of the team. The reason? I don’t want to watch more people die. That’s it.”

Jack felt the receiver’s pulse under his fingers. The voice tried on calm but Jack could hear a tremor beneath. The lights in the concourse blurred slightly with each of Amir’s sentences.

“Are you asking me to believe that? Your professor Zakaria says don’t talk like that — he went out in a big way.” Amir fell silent and let out an exhale that sounded like a laugh as if to shrug something off. At the corridor’s edge a child sucking on candy made a tiny wet sound that filled the space between words.

“So what now? Heartbroken?” Jack asked.

“Something like that. This detonator will destroy many buildings yet.”

That phrase punched through the little room inside the receiver. For an instant the light underground clouded faintly. Yet the corridor moved on as always; no one turned. The anomaly existed only in sound.

“Tell me exactly where, how many, what mechanism — brief. Don’t mix in jokes.” Jack’s tone chilled like ice cracking. Amir tried to explain calmly, but Jack listened more to the weight behind the words than to their particulars. In the pauses, the phone booth’s shadow stretched and traced a thin black groove across the floor.

“We weren’t trained terrorists, not professionals. The information was distributed piece by piece. Think of how betrayal would happen — like how I can call you now.” Amir’s voice was careful; not fearful. Jack pressed the receiver to his ear and felt the city’s everyday noises woven into the fabric of the explanation. An old woman adjusting her bag at the corridor’s edge, the faint opening of a shutter somewhere distant — the beginnings of small workdays.

“We infiltrated about five years ago. We planted C4 in the core of buildings that were being built then. Rafi studied architecture, so he knew where to place it. You’ve seen the collapse a million times online, you know how it looks. To detonate, you need an old phone that reads a ‘mute reader’ QR code. Along with it is a tablet I made myself. I embedded C4 into two-thirds of its battery. The tablet has old fingerprint authentication — the kind from a long time ago. I made two of them. One is in Los Angeles, one in New York.”

“So there are two detonators?”

“I don’t know. I wasn’t the only one from the electronics department. Also, the phones that read the QR code are ancient, too specialized — they never caught on.”

“How do you trigger it?”

“There’s a special QR code placed on a site. You hold the phone up and read it. The QR is a 3D layer. The code rises in relief, deciphers itself, converts into a detonation code, and sends it by radio.”

“Radio? Not Wi‑Fi?”

“If it were Wi‑Fi you’d shut it down quickly. I modified the tablet. It’s not Wi‑Fi — it uses FM radio, like pirate radio.”

“We can jam the frequency.”

Amir laughed for a long moment before speaking.

“I set the app so the frequency can be changed arbitrarily. I also set it so that any signal sent to jam the frequency triggers the detonation. So either way, boom.”

Jack was silent for a little while, then asked,

“Where is the QR code located?”

“I don’t know. Everything was compartmentalized. Hardware production, QR placement, activation method. By scattering the flow, it seemed designed to deter betrayal.”

Silence fell again between them. Amir lifted his eyes from the ground and said,

“Jack, I’d tell you if I knew. Only those holding a mute reader would know. Today, that’s…”

“Just Rafi?”

“That’s right.”

Silence spread between them. The call hovered like thin ice. Jack’s breathing returned slowly to the present. The underground light was narrow but it marked him clearly.

“Why are you talking?”

“Like I said. I’m tired of people dying.”

“You knew you’d talk and yet Rafi let you go unharmed? Sounds too neat to be true.”

“Maybe I’m just making it up to dupe you.”

“Jack, take it easy. Amir, don’t move.”

Veronica’s composed voice cut into the call.

“Jack, he’s quite handsome in person.”

Amir, who was standing on the opposite side of the wall from Jack, holding a receiver himself, smiled at that.

The joke across the handset dried the damp air of the concourse a little. They were tracing different faces of the same space with their fingers.

Jack tightened his grip on the receiver and nodded softly. The nod felt like a small signal matched to the city’s beat and also like the announcement of yet another endless season.

Light in the corridor flowed slowly; shadows folded and layered; the conversation seeped into the tiles and sank.

Jack looked around slowly. The NYPD officers who routinely guarded Grand Central from terror stood at the entrances. Under Veronica’s orders, they had all focused on keeping Amir within range. Red and green laser dots from M4 carbines with Picatinny rails marked Amir’s feet. Likely the red came from the terminal’s NYPD contingent and the green from Veronica’s team. Two squads had lined up their sights to contain his movement. Of course, the sights were not on Amir’s forehead.

Suddenly a sharp smack of sound struck the receiver.

“Amir, who are you?” It was Ana.

Amir’s eyes widened for an instant then he recovered.

“Was I followed? Miss Patel. And who are you? Getting in Jack’s way.”

He shrugged with his thumb and pointed to his own feet, where the red and green laser dots rested. Ana stepped forward in her voice.

“Please. Come with Jack.”

Jack added, “For now, get arrested. We’ll hear the details with Veronica.”

Veronica said nothing; Jack assumed she nodded. He switched the receiver in his hand.

Amir laughed.

“If I were to say yes and surrender, we wouldn’t be having this conversation now, would we? Look — trains are coming in. Watch your crosshairs.”

The concourse swelled with people in the early morning. New York breathed around the terminal. The stream of humanity was the city’s pulse, its very blood flow; warmth surged through the concourse.

When Ana shifted her gaze for a moment to that tide of people, she spoke calmly and gently.

“Please. To Jack.”

Amir’s smile fell when he met her look. He accepted Ana’s gaze and said,

“Do you remember the morning at the exhibition when we first met? That wasn’t an accident. I went there to kill you.”

Ana’s eyes went white. Life drained from her gaze; the surrounding clamor carried her away and it vanished. Then, softly, she said, why?

“If you disappear, Bombay Blood in America will be just Justin and me.”

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Across the nation television networks switched to breaking news. Anchors’ voices trembled as they searched for words; the screen held still images of the scene. Smartphone notifications chimed all at once, but what arrived felt less like words than an announcement of silence.

Social feeds filled in an instant; everyone stared at the frozen time on their screens.

“What is going on…?” Hands halted midreach as people watched the images. On distant street corners, in cafés, in offices, faces of people holding their breath were shown.

An old woman on a park bench gripped her bag; a mother with a child went speechless; a driver tightened his hands on the wheel. Silence took the city’s clamor, the suburbs’ stillness, the open fields of the countryside and wrapped them all together in a single deep breath.

Emergency responses began within government agencies. Phones rang; red alarms flashed on screens. A presidential aide lost words and the pen in his hand trembled. Hallways inside the White House fell quiet; only footsteps echoed.

Words could not be pinned down; fear and confusion spread like a chain. Emergency teams moved; experts began analysis. Reports, communications, camera footage — every piece of information crossed and re-crossed — yet the four had slipped through all eyes of surveillance.

Their silence left no record, but it scored a sure claw mark on the world’s timeline.

City, state, nation, the world — all inhaled together and froze in the same instant.

The four shadows completed their mission at the center of the world without being recognized, then dissolved as shadows into the curtain of night.

  

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My new novel:

B♭ (B-flat)

There’s still more to come. 😃

(This is not the final draft.)

Set in New York City.

  

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Soundtrack.

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For japanese

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack-for-jap...

 

Note: I gave a brief explanation of this novel in the following video:

youtu.be/3w65lqUF-YI?si=yG7qy6TPeCL9xRJV

  

iTunes Playlist Link::

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b/pl.u-47DJGhopxMD

 

For japanese

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack-for-jap...

 

My new novel:

B♭ (B-flat)

Notes

1. "Bombay Blood Type (hh type)"

•Characteristics: A rare blood type that lacks the usual ABO antigens — cannot be classified as A, B, or O.

•Discovery: First identified in 1952 in Mumbai, India (formerly Bombay).

•Prevalence: Roughly 1 in 10,000 people in India; globally, about 1 in 2.5 million.

•Transfusion Compatibility: Only compatible with blood from other Bombay type donors.

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Title:

Over there.

  

僕の新しい小説

 B♭ (ビーフラット) ……. Mitsushiro Nakagawa

  

“あらすじ”

 

北朝鮮の仮想通貨システムをハッキングし、数億ドルを奪取したガザ出身のパレスチナ人グループが、アメリカ合衆国へ密かに潜入する。

彼らの目的は、失われた祖国ガザを、アメリカの地に「復元」することだった。

共和党による強硬な移民政策と、国内にくすぶる排外感情を利用し、アメリカ社会を内側から崩壊させる計画が静かに進行していく。

共和党大統領候補ジャスティン・ブラッドフォードがマディソン・スクエア・ガーデンで演説中に狙撃され、ほぼ同時刻、ロサンゼルスでは前大統領オーウェン・リードもまた、民主党候補ライアン・ベネットの集会で撃たれる。

国家を二分する双方向の暗殺。だが、ジャスティンは奇跡的に生還する。

彼の血液型は、世界でわずか250万人に一人といわれる「ボンベイブラッド」。

その希少な血を提供できたのは、ブルックリンで活動するコミュニティアート・ファシリテーター、アナヤ・パテルだった。

彼女の血液はベルビュー病院の血液バンクに保存されており、緊急輸血によって、候補者の命はかろうじて繋がれた。

シークレットサービスのジャック・バンスは、テロの背後にガザ出身の組織が関与していることを察知し、FBIロサンゼルス支局長官キャメロン・バートレット、ニューヨーク支局の特別捜査官ヴェロニカ・リーブスと共に捜査を進める。

やがて彼らは、イスラム大学で建築学を学んだラフィ・ガンナムが、ロサンゼルスやニューヨークの再開発現場に潜入し、梁や構造体の中枢にC4爆薬を仕込んでいた事実に辿り着く。

標的は、ICE(移民・関税執行局)やERO(執行・送還作戦部門)の職員が暮らす新興住宅街——すなわち、「アメリカが築いた秩序」そのものだった。

ヴェロニカは、これ以上の破壊を防ぐため、大統領への対話を進言するが、現職のグラント・ランフォード大統領は耳を貸さない。

一方、命を取り留めたジャスティンと民主党候補ライアンは、テレビを通じて国民に訴えかけ、分断を乗り越えようとする。

だが、その理性の声を嘲笑うかのように、グラントはアイオワ州での演説を強行し、「テロには屈しない」と宣言する。

その会場には、すでにラフィの仲間が率いる工作チームが潜入していた。

崩壊する会場の惨状を前に、仲間の一人アミール・ナッセルは、かつてガザで妹を失った記憶に引き裂かれ、破壊の連鎖を止めようとする。

だが、ラフィの信念は揺るがない。

ウィリアムズバーグ橋の下、夕暮れの喧騒のなか、二人は決別する。

それは、祈りと報復、希望と虚無の境界線だった——。

 

“登場人物”

 

アナヤ・パテル 25歳 コミュニティアート・ファシリテーター

アルジュン・シン 26歳 アナヤの恋人・ルミナテック・イノベーションズ社

 

佐藤 ミカ 25歳 アナの友人・コミュニティアート・ファシリテーター

 

ジャスティン・ブラッドフォード 27歳 共和党大統領候補

エリノア・ブレイク 26歳 ジャスティンの婚約者

 

グラント・M・ランフォード大統領 61歳 共和党大統領現職

チャールズ・ベインズ副大統領 64歳 共和党副大統領現職

 

ライアン・ベネット 30歳 民主党大統領候補

ソフィア・ベネット 30歳 ライアンの妻

 

オーウェン・リード 65歳 民主党前大統領

 

ジャック・バンス 45歳 シークレットサービス 元FBIロサンゼルス支局

ベン・ホロウェイ 30歳 ジャックの同僚

ダリル・ロス 29歳 ジャックの同僚

イライジャ・ケイン 28歳 ジャックの同僚

 

マーカス・デイン 45歳 FBI ロサンゼルス支局

キャメロン・バートレット 55歳 FBI ロサンゼルス支局 支局長

トム・コールドウェル 38歳 FBI技術班 マーカスの部下

 

ヴェロニカ・リーヴス 41歳 FBI特別捜査官

アレクサンダー・ハリス 52歳 FBI ニューヨーク支局 支局長

エリオット・チェン 36歳 テクノロジー班主任

 

アリシア・モンロー 58歳 FBI長官

 

ザカリア・ハッダード 51歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 元イスラム大学 工学部教授 ニューヨークチーム

アミール・ナッセル 23歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 元イスラム大学 電子工学部 ニューヨークチーム

ラフィ・ガンナム 32歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 イスラム大学 建築学部 ニューヨークチーム

ロハン・シャー 29歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 イスラム大学 建築学部 ニューヨークチーム

 

マジード・ハムザ 47歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 パレスチナ大学 情報技術学部 ロサンゼルスチーム

サミラ・ハンマド 28歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 パレスチナ大学 工学部 ロサンゼルスチーム

サイード・カバリ 35歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 パレスチナ大学 経営学部 ロサンゼルスチーム

リーム・ナセル 30歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 パレスチナ大学 メディア学部 ロサンゼルスチーム

 

ノア・レヴィ 55歳 イスラエル テルアビブ在住 ユダヤ人

  

僕のこの小説は、来年、2026年2月末日に公開します。

 

先日、リドリースコット監督がサブスクの映画やドラマ群がつまらないと話していたようだけど、同感です。

僕も非常に退屈です。

それらに2時間を要するなら、僕の小説を2分間だけ読んで欲しい。

その2分間は、2時間を越えるでしょう。

僕は自信があります。

ぜひ、期待してお待ちください。

 

Mitsushiro Nakagawa

09th. Oct . 2025.

  

追伸

ネトフリに挑戦する男、みっちゃん。😃

  

マンハッタン。ニューヨーク。アメリカ。2017. … 1 / 10

 

(今日の写真。それは未発表済みです。しかし最近、オリジナルから再編集しています。)

  

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僕の新しい小説。

 B♭ (ビーフラット)

  

第20弾。 😄

以下は、まだ初稿の段階です。まだ推敲します。

公開している内容の順番はバラバラです。

今回で部分的な公開を最後にします。

2026年2月28日。

その日にすべてを公開します。

期待して待っていてください。😃

 

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僕の新しい小説。

 

 B♭ (ビーフラット)

  

「ジャック、スマホのメッセージを見ろ。またメッセージが飛び込んでいる。IPアドレスは、グランドセントラルターミナルのそばにあるニューヨーク公共図書館の分館、スタヴロス・ニアルコス財団経由だ」

 ベンからのフェイスタイムだった。ガーデンのすぐそば、NYPDのミッドタウン南分署に設置された対策室で待機しているベンからだ。ベンの声はこれだけの事件が起きているにも関わらず、冷静だった。

 ジャックはアイフォンに指を滑らせ、表示された短い文を確かめた。文字列は無造作に並んでいたが文の輪郭を整えているように見えた。 

 

― グランドセントラルの地下コンコースにアーチ形の天井がある。そこへ来い。ジャック・バンス。言うまでもないがひとりでだぞ、と言っても一人ではないと思うがな ― 

 メッセージは、ジャックの胸の内を強く叩いた。

 

 車はヴァンダービルト・アヴェニューを北へ抜け、グランドセントラルの南端に差しかかった。街はまだ朝を迎えきれず、ビルの谷間に籠もった湿気が金属の匂いを帯びていた。

 ジャックはアクセルを抜き、黒いSUVを滑らせるように歩道ぎりぎりへ寄せた。タイヤが縁石をかすめる瞬間、路面に残る雨粒が光の筋となって跳ねた。

 ジャックは重いドアを押し開き、足を落とした。靴音が一拍遅れて石畳に響いた。

 彼は一度だけ背後の通りを見やると、赤いサイレンの反射がショーウィンドウの奥をよぎり、通りの影に沈む通行人の顔を、刹那だけ白く照らした。

 その光の切れ目を縫うように、ジャックは地下コンコースへ降りる階段へと向かった。

 通用扉は重く、金属の軋みがわずかに響いた。構内には地下鉄の呼吸のような低い唸りが満ちていた。

 冷気が頬を打ち、空調ダクトの奥から、遠くの構内放送が滲んで聞こえくる。

 額の汗を拭ったジャックはグランドセントラルの階段を一段飛ばしに駆け降りた。照明の琥珀色が靴底に流れ、ターミナルの心臓の鼓動のように足音が連なった。

 鉄の手すりは冷たく、指先に浅い震えを伝えた。階段の奥からは人の足音が複層的に重なり、地下へと導く古いリズムを刻んでいる。アーチ型の天井は空気を柔らかに吸い込み、照明は薄く膜のように光を張っている。

 地下コンコースの空気は湿り、古い煉瓦の壁は過去の雨を忘れられずに微かに匂っているようだ。床のタイルは長年の踏み跡で曇り、ところどころにひびが走って、そこへ街の小さな記憶が溜まっている。

 ジャックはそれらを意識せずに歩を進めた。彼の視線は、通路の奥にある暗がりへと自然に吸い寄せられていた。そこにはいつもと同じ出勤途中の人たちが早足で過ぎていく。

 壁際に並ぶ古びた看板や掲示板は、折れたチラシを枕にして眠るように貼り付いている。清掃員が一つの帯のようにモップを引き、その先でベンチが一つ、淡い孤独を描くように置かれている。

 通路を流れる空気は、まるで都市の静脈のゆっくりした鼓動だとジャックは思った。自分の呼吸が、その鼓動と同じ拍に馴染むのを感じながら、歩みを進めた。

 足元のタイルに光が差し、影がゆらりと伸びた。エスカレーターの金属音が遠くで微かに鳴り、階段から吹き下りる風がジャックの体にこもった熱を冷ました。街の匂いと、地下の湿り気と、古い電灯の微熱が入り混じって、時間はゆっくりと溶けてゆく。

 歩を止めたジャックは掌をこすり、周囲に視線を散らした。耳に入る雑踏は、独特の反響を帯びて方向感覚を曖昧にする。彼はただ、どこかにいる「それ」を捜しているのだと自分に言い聞かせる。

 再び歩き出した瞬間、金属が擦れる高音が辺りの空気を裂いた。一瞬、彼の頸筋が弾かれ、足元に微かな緊張が走った。反射的に足を止めると、視界の端で受話器が小さく揺れていた。

 コードは年月の重みでねじれ、埃まみれの金属部分が鈍く光っている。誰も使わないはずの電話が、唐突に、祭りの鐘のように鳴った。都市の静寂に差し込む異音。音は低く、しかし確実に空気を震わせた。

 ジャックはゆっくりと視線をそれに向けた。地下の重い空気が一瞬、膝の裏を押すように沈む。耳に届くのは自分の呼吸と、受話器の小さな振動音だけだ。周囲の人々は何事もないように通り過ぎ、母親が幼児の手を引き、老いた男が新聞を折りたたんで小脇に抱え直し、去ってゆく。

 受話器はジャックを呼んでいた。沈黙の裂け目からの呼び声は、まるで古い地図の裏側で震えるインクのように、じわりと広がる。ジャックは無言で手を伸ばし、受話器を取り上げた。金属は冷たく、その冷たさが掌に現実を落とした。

「……ジャック」

 声は低く、だがはっきりしていた。耳に残る音色に、時間が少しだけ逆戻りする気配があった。ネットの映像で見知った声の輪郭。しかしテレビで聞いたときとは異なり、そこには刃ではなく遠い夕焼けのような色度が含まれているようだった。

 ジャックは受話器越しに、通路の端の人影や、ベンチの孤独、床に落ちた小さな紙片──それらが会話の合間に流れ込むのを感じた。声音は会話の窓に、街の細部を滑り込ませるものだ。

「どうした、アミール。覇気のない声だな」

 ジャックの声は静かだが、地面に落ちる石のように重みを持っていた。受話器の向こうで、アミールがすこし鼻で笑うのが聞こえた。

「ときどきは落ち込むこともあるさ、人間だからね」

 その声は穏やかで、かつ遠い。以前に見せた公の顔とは違い、こちらは影の中で磨かれたものだった。通話の間、隣を通り過ぎる親子の会話がスナップのように割り込み、また消えていった。

「ジャック、これから言うことをよく聴け。ま、録音はしてるだろうけどな」

「それはお互い様だろ」

 受話器の向こうで、アミールの言葉は滑らかに落ち、地下のタイルに小さな波紋を作るようだった。周囲の雑音が一度だけ音像を濁らせ、また整頓される。母親の靴音、清掃員のモップの擦れる音、遠くの自販機の冷える音──それらが会話のリズムに交差してゆく。

「俺はこのチームから降りた。理由は、もう多くの人間が死ぬのを見たくないからだ。それだけだ」

 ジャックの指先が受話器の脈動を確かめた。声は冷静を装うが、その奥に震えがあるのを彼は聴き取った。地下の照明の輪郭が、アミールの言葉ごとにわずかに滲む。

「それを信じろって言うのか? お前らの教授、ザカリアはそんな弱音を吐くなって言ってるぞ、せっかく盛大に死んだのに」

 アミールはしばらく黙り、何かを笑い飛ばすような吐息を漏らした。通路の端でキャンディを舐める子供の小さな舌音が、言葉の間を埋めた。

「で、どうしたんだ? 失恋でもしたのか?」

「そんなところだ。この起爆装置は、これからも多くの建物を破壊する」

 その一言が、受話器の内の小さな部屋を突き破った。ジャックは一瞬だけ、地下の光が薄く濁るのを見た。だが通路は相変わらず普段どおりで、誰も振り返らない。異変は音の中にしか存在しない。

「どこにどれくらいセットし、どんな仕掛けなんだ、正確に、手短に話せ。つまらないジョークは混ぜるな」

 ジャックの口調は掴みかけた氷のように冷たい。受話器の向こうでアミールは静かに説明を試みるが、ジャックは言葉の細部よりもその声が持つ重さに耳を澄ます。通話の合間、壁際の電話ボックスの影が長く伸び、床に細い黒い溝を引いた。

「俺たちは、一般人で訓練されたテロリストではない。しかし、渡された情報は各個人へ分散されていた。たとえば今、俺がこうしてあんたに電話しているように裏切りが生まれた時のことを考えてね」

 アミールの声は慎重で、しかし怯えはない。ジャックは受話器を耳にしっかり押し当て、周囲の生活音がそのまま説明の布地となって織り込まれていくのを感じていた。通路の端で老女がバッグを直す音、遠くでシャッターが開く小さな仕事のはじまりの合図が聞こえた。

「俺たちが潜入したのは、今から5年ほど前だ。その頃に建てられていた建造物の中枢にC4を仕掛けた。ラフィは大学で建築学を学んでいたからね。崩壊する様子はもうネットでも100万回再生だからわかってるだろう。起爆させるためには、ミュートリーダーというQRコードを読み取る昔の携帯電話が必要だ。それとペアで独自に俺がつくったタブレットもだ。このタブレットのバッテリー部分、3分の2にC4を埋め込んだ。このタブレットも大昔にあった指紋認証式のタブレットだ。俺が作ったタブレットは2台だ。それがロサンゼルスとニューヨークに分かれて存在している」

「つまり、起爆装置は2台か?」

「わからない。俺の他にも電子工学部の人間がいたからな。それからQRコードを読み取る携帯電話は大昔、あまりに特殊すぎて売れずに浸透しなかった機器だ」

「どういう流れで起爆させるんだ?」

「あるサイトに特殊なQRコードが設置されているらしい。そこに携帯電話をかざして読み込む。QRコードは3Dレイヤーだ。コードが立体的に浮かび上がって解読し、起爆させるコードへ変換させ、電波で飛ばす」

「電波? Wi-Fiではなくか?」

「Wi-Fiだったら、あんたらすぐに止められるだろ? そこは俺がタブレットを改造した。Wi-FiではなくFM電波だ、パイレーツラジオ(海賊ラジオ)と同じ仕組みだ」

「ならば、周波数を駆逐できるぞ」

 アミールはしばらく笑ってからいった。

「周波数はいくらでも変えられるようにアプリを設定した。ちなみに周波数を妨害しようと発せられた電波も起爆するようセットした。つまり、いずれにしても、ドカンだ」

 ジャックは、しばらく沈黙してから続けた。

「QRコードは、どこのサイトにあるんだ?」

「わからない。すべての過程で分散している。ハードの製造、QRコードの場所、起爆させる操作。流れを散らすことで、裏切りを抑止しているようだった」

 ふたりの間に再び沈黙が落ちた。アミールは、足元に落とした視線を引き上げて、いった。

「ジャック、ここまで話しているんだから、知っていたら話しているさ。つまり、ミュートリーダーを手にしている人間にしかわからない。今で言うなら ….」

「ラフィだけ、か」

「そのとおりだ」

 二人の間に沈黙が落ち、通話は薄い氷の上で揺れている。ジャックの呼吸がゆっくりと現実を取り戻した。地下の光は細く、しかししっかりと彼を照らしている。

「アミール、どうして話す?」

「さっきもいったとおりだ。人の死にはうんざりだ」

「お前がこうして喋ることがわかっているのに、ラフィはお前を無傷で解放したのか? この話を信じるにはうますぎないか?」

「確かに。俺が適当なことをいって、あんたらをカモるかもね」

「ジャック、お疲れ様、アミール、その場を動かないで」

 ヴェロニカの落ち着いた声が二人の通話に割り込んだ。

「ジャック、実物はなかなかの男前だな」

 そういったアミールは、ちょうどジャックのいる壁面の反対側で受話器を手にしていた。

 受話器越しの冗談は、地下の湿った空気を幾分、乾かせた。彼らは同じ空間の別々の面を指でなぞっているようだ。

 ジャックは受話器を握りなおし、静かに頷いた。その頷きは、街の鼓動に合わせた小さな合図のようでもあり、また終わりのない季節の一端を告げるものでもあった。通路の光がゆるやかに流れ、影が折り重なり、会話は地下のタイルにゆっくりと染み渡っていった。

 ジャックは、ゆっくり辺りを見渡した。元々、グランドセントラルターミナルをテロから守る為に、日常的に警護していたNYPDが出入り口に構えている。非常事態の現在、ヴェロニカの指示で一斉にアミールを射程内に捕らえていた。ピカティニーレールを持ったM4カービンの赤とグリーンのレーザーサイトがアミールの両足に張り付いていた。おそらく、赤はターミナルのNYPDで、グリーンがヴェロニカのチームだろう。二つの班がアミールの動きを封じようと照準を定めていた。もちろん、照準はアミールの額にはない。

 突然、ジャックの受話器の向こうから頬を叩く音が響いた。

「アミール、あなたは何者なの?」

 その声はアナだった。

 アミールは一瞬目を丸くしたが、すぐに自分を取り戻した。

「ジャック、つけられてたのか? ミス・パテル。君こそ何者なんだ? ジャックの邪魔をしているよ」

 彼はそういって親指を逆さにし、自分の足を示した。そこには、赤とグリーンのレーザーサイトが静かに張り付いていた。アナはアミールに詰め寄ると言い放った。

「いっしょに出頭して」

 その言葉にジャックは付け足した。

「とりあえず捕まれ。詳しい話は、ヴェロニカといっしょに聞いてやる」

 ヴェロニカは足さなかったが、おそらく頷いているだろうと思いながら、ジャックは受話器を持ち替えた。

 アミールは一笑した。

「言うまでもないが、はい、わかりましたというなら、ここで対話してないよな。ほら、列車がたくさん到着したぞ、照準に気をつけな」

 早朝のターミナルに、人が溢れ出した。ターミナルを中心にニューヨークは呼吸している。人の流れは、都市の脈動であり、血流そのものだ。コンコースには人の熱気が溢れ出していた。

 溢れた人の流れに一瞬目を移すと、アナは冷静に、そして穏やかな眼差しでいった。

「おねがい。ジャックのところへ」

 アミールも同じように笑みを消すと、アナの視線を受け入れ、いった。

「君に初めて会った展示の朝を覚えているかい? あれは偶然じゃない。僕は君を殺しに行ったんだ」

 アナの視線が白くなった。眼差しからは生気が失せ、周囲の喧騒に流され、消えていった。そして、どうして? と小さく言葉を落とした。

「君が消えれば、アメリカでボンベイブラッドは、ジャスティンと僕だけだ」

 

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全国のテレビ局が緊急報道に切り替わった。

 キャスターの声は震え、言葉を探す間、画面には会場の静止した映像が映った。スマートフォンの通知が一斉に鳴り、しかし、届くのは言葉ではなく、静寂の報せのように感じられた。

 SNSのタイムラインは瞬く間に情報で埋まり、誰もが画面の中で止まった時間を見つめていた。

「どういうことだ…?」画面を見つめる手が、思わず止まる。

 画面の向こう、遠くの街角でも、カフェでも、オフィスでも、息を呑む人々の姿が映る。

 公園のベンチに座る老女は、手にしたバッグを握りしめ、子供を抱く母親は言葉を失い、運転中の男性はハンドルを握る手に力を込めた。

 沈黙は、都市の喧騒、郊外の静けさ、田舎の広野を一斉に包み込み、世界を一つの深い呼吸に束ねた。

 政府機関では緊急対応が始まっていた。電話が鳴り、スクリーンに赤い警報が灯っている。大統領補佐官は言葉を失い、ペンを握る手が微かに震えている。ホワイトハウス内の廊下は、普段の喧騒を消し、足音だけが響いた。

 誰も正確に理解できないまま、言葉は混乱と恐怖の連鎖として広がっていく。政府内の応急対応が動き、専門家たちが分析を開始する。報告書、通信、カメラ映像、あらゆる情報が交錯するが、四人の存在は、すべての監視の目をすり抜けていた。

 四人の沈黙は、記録に残らず、しかし世界の時間軸に確実な爪痕を刻んだのだ。

 都市、州、国家、世界 — すべてが一瞬にして同じ呼吸をし、同じ時間の中で凍りついた。

 四人の影は、誰にも認識されることなく、世界の中心でその使命を終え、影のまま、夜の帳の中に溶け込んでいった。

  

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僕の新しい小説。

 B♭ (ビーフラット)

 

舞台はニューヨークです。

  

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Soundtrack.

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack/pl.u-47...

 

For japanese

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack-for-jap...

  

iTunes Playlist Link::

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b/pl.u-47DJGhopxMD

 

For japanese

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack-for-jap...

  

追記 この小説を多少説明しました。

youtu.be/3w65lqUF-YI?si=yG7qy6TPeCL9xRJV

  

メモ

 

1

「Bombay型(ボンベイ型、hh型)」

•特徴:通常のABO血液型を持たない(A、B、Oに分類されない)特殊な型。

•発見地:1952年、インド・ムンバイ(旧ボンベイ)で初めて確認。

•発生頻度:インドでは1万人に1人程度だが、世界的には約250万人に1人とも。

•輸血制限:同じBombay型しか輸血できない。

 

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2024年ハーバード大学首席の卒業式スピーチ『知らないことの力』

youtu.be/SOUH8iVqSOI?si=Ju-Y728irtcWR71K

 

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Shots fired at Trump rally

youtu.be/1ejfAkzjEhk?si=ASqJwEmkY-2rW_hT

  

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Nikon D800E 70-200mm F/2.8 Nikkor Lens vs. Sony A7r 35mm F/2.8 Carl Zeiss Lens! Both in 45surfer bracket configurations, with Sony NEX-6 cameras attached to the upper cameras with a bracket, for shooting stills and video at the same time! Guess which is heavier! :) The new 45surfer rig is a bit lighter, but that will change a bit when Sony comes out with longer zooms for the Sony A7r.

 

Both are great! The Sony NEX-6 bracketed to the D800E has the 50mm F/1.8 lens on it, while the Sony NEX-6 bracketed to the Sony A7R has the 35mm F/2.8 lens on it!

 

Check out some video!

vimeo.com/45surf

 

The Sony ILCE7R A7r rocks! Was using the B W 49mm Kaesemann Circular Polarizer MRC Filter on partly cloudy day with some intermittent sun, but mostly cloudy. Check out the low glare off the rocks and water and dramatic, polarizwer-enhanced sky! Super sharp images and crystal-clear pictures!

 

Was testing the Sony HVL-F60M External Flash on the Sony A7r. You can see it going off in some of the photos (check the exif if in doubt)--worked great, but it overheated a bit sooner than my Nikon flash on the D800E. But it's all good!

 

Here's some epic goddess video shot at the same time as stills using my 45surfer method/philosophy:

www.youtube.com/watch?v=bUbE0ay7UeI

www.youtube.com/watch?v=eC-M9fVwk9k

 

Join Johnny Ranger McCoy's youtube channel for goddess video shot @ the same time as the stills with the Sony A7 !

 

www.youtube.com/user/bikiniswimsuitmodels

 

Beautiful swimsuit bikini model goddess on a beautiful December Malibu afternoon! Shot it yesterday. :) Love, love, love the new Sony A7 R!

 

Was a fun test shoot. Many, many more to come!

 

All the best on your Epic Hero's Journey from Johnny Ranger McCoy!

 

Join my facebook!

www.facebook.com/45surfHerosJourneyMythology

Follow me on facebook www.facebook.com/elliot.mcgucken !

SPNC YR2 #16 "Enjoy times when you shoot impulsively and photograph mindlessly. The edit might reveal more than you think." - Jack Simon

 

Shooting this shot led to the next shot which definitely revealed itself in the edit...

Happy Holidays! Finishing my work in Lightroom 4 now, and uploading new video of the goddesses!

 

Enjoy the video shot at the same time as the stills:

vimeo.com/45surf

 

Canon 5D Mark II Photos of Beautiful Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess!

 

The video was shot with the awesome Panasonic X900MK 3MOS 3D Full HD SD Camcorder. I highly recommend it!

 

The goddess was tall, thin, and fit, with long, natural brown hair, pretty blue eyes, and a great smile!

Cute freckles!

  

It was a nice sunny, windless, warm, winter's day out on the beach, where the sun stays low all day for epic shooting!

 

Shooting simultaneous stills & video rocks! I do it on every shoot now, while also mounting several stationary DSLRs/camcorders for video in addition to the Panasonic or Sony Camcorder bracketed to my Canon 5D or Nikon D800E.

 

The sea & sand goddess was tall, thin, fit, and athletic, with gorgerous brown hair and pretty blue eyes and long legs! She's a dancer! Wearing a pink polka-dot bikini!

 

Pretty freckles too!

 

May the Hero's Journey Mythology goddesses guide and inspire you throughout the new year!

Title: Glass.

 

B♭ (B Flat)

A Novel by Mitsushiro Nakagawa

 

日本語のあらすじ等は下の方にあります😃

 

“Synopsis”

 

A Palestinian group from Gaza hacks into North Korea’s cryptocurrency system, stealing hundreds of millions of dollars. Their true goal is not money—but to recreate the lost homeland of Gaza on American soil.

Amid the backdrop of hardline Republican immigration policies and a growing wave of xenophobia, a quiet plan begins to take shape: the gradual collapse of America from within.

During a speech at Madison Square Garden, Republican presidential candidate Justin Bradford is shot. Almost simultaneously in Los Angeles, former president Owen Reed is attacked at a rally for Democratic hopeful Ryan Bennett.

Two assassinations—mirroring one another—ignite a nation’s deepest divide. Yet, against all odds, Justin survives. His blood type is one in 2.5 million: the Bombay Blood Group.

The only person who can donate such blood is Anaya Patel, a community art facilitator working in Brooklyn. Her blood, stored in the Bellevue Hospital Blood Bank, is used for an emergency transfusion that saves the candidate’s life.

Jack Vance, an agent of the U.S. Secret Service, suspects a Gaza-based network behind the attacks. Together with Cameron Bartlett, the FBI Director of the Los Angeles Field Office, and Veronica Reeves, a senior investigator from New York, he begins to uncover a vast conspiracy.

Their investigation leads them to Rafi Gannam, a former architecture student at the Islamic University of Gaza, who has infiltrated redevelopment sites across Los Angeles and New York—embedding C4 explosives deep within beams and structural cores.

His targets: new residential districts where agents of ICE (Immigration and Customs Enforcement) and ERO (Enforcement and Removal Operations) live—symbols of “the order America built.”

Veronica urges the President to pursue dialogue to prevent further destruction, but President Grant M. Ranford refuses to listen.

Meanwhile, the recovering Justin and his Democratic rival Ryan appear on national television, calling for unity beyond political divisions.

Their words of reason, however, are drowned out when Grant takes the stage in Iowa, defiantly declaring: “We will never bow to terror.”

Among the crowd, Rafi’s operatives have already taken their positions.

As chaos erupts and the stage collapses, Amir Nasser—once Rafi’s comrade, haunted by the memory of his sister’s death in Gaza—tries desperately to halt the chain of destruction.

But Rafi’s conviction remains unshaken.

Under the twilight beneath the Williamsburg Bridge, amid the city’s fading noise, the two men part ways.

It is the boundary between prayer and vengeance, between hope and nothingness.

  

“Characters”

 

Anaya Patel – 25, Community Art Facilitator

Arjun Singh – 26, Anaya’s boyfriend, Luminatech Innovations

Mika Sato – 25, Anaya’s friend, Community Art Facilitator

 

Justin Bradford – 27, Republican Presidential Candidate

Eleanor Blake – 26, Justin’s fiancée

 

President Grant M. Langford – 61, Incumbent Republican President

Vice President Charles “Chuck” Baines – 64, Incumbent Republican Vice President

 

Ryan Bennett – 30, Democratic Presidential Candidate

Sophia Bennett – 30, Ryan’s wife

Owen Reed – 65, Former Democratic President

 

Jack Vance – 45, Secret Service, Former FBI Los Angeles Field Office

Ben Holloway – 30, Jack’s colleague

Darryl Ross – 29, Jack’s colleague

Elijah Kane – 28, Jack’s colleague

 

Marcus Dane – 45, FBI Los Angeles Field Office

Cameron Bartlett – 55, FBI Los Angeles Field Office, Field Office Director

Tom Caldwell – 38, FBI Technical Unit, Marcus’s subordinate

 

Veronica Reeves – 41, FBI Special Agent

Alexander Harris – 52, FBI New York Field Office, Field Office Director

Elliot Chen – 36, Technology Unit Chief

Alicia Monroe – 58, FBI Director

 

Zakaria Haddad – 51, Gaza Strip, Palestine; Former Islamic University Engineering Professor, New York Team

Amir Nasser – 23, Gaza Strip, Palestine; Former Islamic University Electronics Engineering, New York Team

Rafi Gannam – 32, Gaza Strip, Palestine; Islamic University, Architecture, New York Team

Rohan Shah – 29, Gaza Strip, Palestine; Islamic University, Architecture, New York Team

 

Majid Hamza – 47, Gaza Strip, Palestine; University of Palestine, Information Technology, Los Angeles Team

Samira Hammad – 28, Gaza Strip, Palestine; University of Palestine, Engineering, Los Angeles Team

Saeed Kabari – 35, Gaza Strip, Palestine; University of Palestine, Business Administration, Los Angeles Team

Reem Nasser – 30, Gaza Strip, Palestine; University of Palestine, Media Studies, Los Angeles Team

 

Noah Levi – 55, Israel, residing in Tel Aviv, Jewish

  

B♭ will be released worldwide on February 29, 2026.

Recently, director Ridley Scott remarked that streaming films and series have become dull.

I agree.

If you have two hours to spare for such stories, I ask for only two minutes of your time.

Two minutes with my novel will outlast those two hours.

I am confident of that.

  

Stay tuned.

Mitsushiro

October 9th, 2025

 

P.S.

Micchan — the man who challenges Netflix. 😃

  

(Nikon Coolpix 8700 shot)

Manhattan, New York, U.S.A. 2017 … 12 / 16

(Today’s photo. It has not been published before, but I’ve recently re-edited it from the original.)

  

Images.

 

ONE OK ROCK - We are [ LIVE ]

youtu.be/uyaKoj7wABY?si=l5TIci49GRdoYQDD

  

English lyrics and Japanese translation

youtu.be/wOS8u80wvEs?si=g2ghwRsJRmqn3C22

  

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My new novel

B♭ (B Flat)

 

Volume 19😄

The following is still in its draft stage and will be revised further.

Key parts are not disclosed.

The order of the content shown here is mixed.

(Of course, this is not the final version.)

 

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My new novel

B♭ (B Flat)

English translation by GPT-5, in collaboration with Mitsushiro Nakagawa

  

Twilight sank over the harbor town, dimming the air as the rusted girders along the pier turned a burnished red.

The park in Red Hook was nearly empty; the chains of the swings stirred in the wind, clinking faintly.

Children’s laughter drifted from afar, only deepening the stillness that hung over the place.

Amir stood outside the wire fence, gazing at the scene, and something half-forgotten stirred within him.

There had been evenings, too, in the rubble of Gaza.

Out from the ruins of broken houses, his mother would appear—

breathless, dust clinging to her clothes, coming to find him, to hold him close.

He could still recall the scent of her hair, the warmth of her arms.

“Let’s go home,” she had said.

Even if “home” was nothing more than a collapsing shell of stone and dust, her voice alone had led him back.

A mattress laid atop debris.

A room with no walls, only wind.

Yet each time his mother’s hand brushed his forehead, that place became, undeniably, home.

Amir’s gaze returned to the New York children swaying on the swings.

The innocent rhythm between mothers and sons was repeating itself again, bathed in the soft light of dusk.

It was a world untouched by weapons or blood.

“Rafi,” he murmured, barely louder than the wind,

“maybe… we don’t have to go on.”

Rafi didn’t look away.

His eyes were clouded with the sediment of Gaza—blood and dust, the memory of ruin.

His father’s body fallen in shadow.

Walls blackened with fire.

Dreams torn apart.

What filled him was not tenderness, but a cold and merciless anger.

“Don’t forget, Amir,” he said, his voice hard as stone.

“In the same place where your mother held you, our fathers were slaughtered.

Those ruins are not just ruins.”

Amir fell silent.

The river’s surface rippled red in the twilight; across the East River, the towers of Manhattan shimmered faintly, blurred at the edges.

Peace and destruction, memory and hatred—

they mingled together in the same wind.

Behind the wire fence, children’s laughter still rang out.

But to the two men, it sounded only like an echo from another world.

 

The setting sun sank quietly, staining the bridge’s iron joints red as the heat beneath it trembled in the air.

Rainwater pooled in the cracks of the concrete, reflecting a thin sheet of gold.

A faint steam rose from the damp air, and the salt from the harbor clung to Amir’s nose.

The boarded door of an abandoned factory hung loose,

the wind pushing in old newspapers and leaves, swirling them into tiny spirals.

From afar came the cry of cicadas, and a city bus exhaled a sigh through its brakes.

Beneath the bridge stood Amir, Rafi, and several others scattered in silence.

Some wiped sweat from their brows, eyes lowered to the ground;

others rested hands upon the girders, gazing out toward the distant light.

At intervals, the shadow of a parent waiting for a child passed by,

a white-roofed van gliding through the heat.

Amir rubbed his back, the sweat clinging to his shirt, and sat down in the shadow of the bridge pier.

Rafi stood a short distance away.

Their shadows stretched long, wavering under the harsh westering sun.

No one among their comrades moved; their stillness was a kind of breathless waiting.

“Can’t we stop here?” Amir’s voice wavered into the humid air.

In his mind, he saw again his mother’s hand reaching through a crack in the stone wall—

that small, dirt-stained hand that once touched his cheek.

The desire to return to that warmth still flickered faintly in his chest, like an ember refusing to die.

Rafi clenched his jaw, and spoke through his teeth, his words as brief and cold as a stone cast into the sea.

“Don’t forget, Amir.

If you forget that night, we’ll betray the dead.”

His voice merged with the creak of metal underfoot, irreconcilable with the laughter of children or the cry of cicadas drifting in the distance.

Amir narrowed his eyes, watching the flow of light beyond the railing.

Across the river, windows shimmered in layers—

places where life went on, where dinners were being served,

where children’s laughter and footsteps would echo softly through the gardens.

A deep shadow cut across Rafi’s face.

His fists were clenched, the veins on his hands taut and bright.

“That wish of yours,” he said quietly,

“do you know it might become someone’s gravestone?”

Amir’s gaze fell to a small white rabbit doll at his feet.

It was caked with dust, one eye missing.

Perhaps it belonged to a child who once played beneath this bridge—

or perhaps it had simply wandered here by chance.

Either way, to Amir, that single missing eye seemed like a fleeting glimpse of a world quietly disappearing.

Silence spread between them.

The wind hummed low through the iron beams.

Around them, the world went on moving.

A van door shut.

A parent touched a child’s shoulder.

A bus turned the corner.

Their comrades drew shallow breaths, eyes fixed on the ground or the far horizon.

Without looking back, Amir began walking toward the city beyond the bridge’s shadow.

Behind him came a single breath from Rafi—

a sound that carried the stillness of a corpse.

The summer dusk slowly swallowed the bridge.

The men beneath it remained as faint silhouettes,

poised between the red of sunset and the cold gleam of steel.

Rafi quietly unzipped his bag and drew out a tablet.

His fingers trembled slightly,

but he took a slow breath to steady himself,

and aimed the camera at the mark of “B♭” at the bottom of mellow-echo.net.

A dark screen flickered to life, revealing a deep-layer QR code.

Without hesitation, his finger slid along the words:

“C4-ID: Vanta+Core / Ready.”

That movement sent a faint tremor through the tension of the men beneath the bridge,

blending with the dry scent of rust and the damp summer air.

From the far side of the East River, under another bridge,

sparks began to rise—one, then another—

tiny flashes glowing red in the dark.

The light quivered across the shadows,

and the sound of metal striking metal echoed low.

Rafi’s eyes followed the fading silhouette of Amir’s back.

The others stepped silently away,

drawing a little farther from the bridge.

Moist air clung to Rafi’s skin,

and the mingled red of dusk and chill of steel filled the space around him.

In the hush beneath the bridge,

each flash and creak formed a strange rhythm in his chest.

A cicada cried once in the distance.

The city’s murmur faded to a far-off haze.

Pressed beneath that wave of tension,

the men held their breath,

confirming each other’s presence only through glances and the rhythm of their breathing.

The summer dusk slowly—yet surely—

swallowed the bridge, the city,

and the shadows that remained.

  

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My new novel:

B♭ (B-flat)

There’s still more to come. 😃

(This is not the final draft.)

Set in New York City.

  

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Soundtrack.

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack/pl.u-47...

 

For japanese

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack-for-jap...

 

Note: I gave a brief explanation of this novel in the following video:

youtu.be/3w65lqUF-YI?si=yG7qy6TPeCL9xRJV

  

iTunes Playlist Link::

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b/pl.u-47DJGhopxMD

 

For japanese

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack-for-jap...

 

My new novel:

B♭ (B-flat)

Notes

1. "Bombay Blood Type (hh type)"

•Characteristics: A rare blood type that lacks the usual ABO antigens — cannot be classified as A, B, or O.

•Discovery: First identified in 1952 in Mumbai, India (formerly Bombay).

•Prevalence: Roughly 1 in 10,000 people in India; globally, about 1 in 2.5 million.

•Transfusion Compatibility: Only compatible with blood from other Bombay type donors.

2. 2024 Harvard University Valedictorian Speech – The Power of Not Knowing

youtu.be/SOUH8iVqSOI?si=Ju-Y728irtcWR71K

3. Shots Fired at Trump Rally

youtu.be/1ejfAkzjEhk?si=ASqJwEmkY-2rW_hT

  

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Title.

ガラス。

  

僕の新しい小説

 B♭ (ビーフラット) ……. Mitsushiro Nakagawa

  

“あらすじ”

 

北朝鮮の仮想通貨システムをハッキングし、数億ドルを奪取したガザ出身のパレスチナ人グループが、アメリカ合衆国へ密かに潜入する。

彼らの目的は、失われた祖国ガザを、アメリカの地に「復元」することだった。

共和党による強硬な移民政策と、国内にくすぶる排外感情を利用し、アメリカ社会を内側から崩壊させる計画が静かに進行していく。

共和党大統領候補ジャスティン・ブラッドフォードがマディソン・スクエア・ガーデンで演説中に狙撃され、ほぼ同時刻、ロサンゼルスでは前大統領オーウェン・リードもまた、民主党候補ライアン・ベネットの集会で撃たれる。

国家を二分する双方向の暗殺。だが、ジャスティンは奇跡的に生還する。

彼の血液型は、世界でわずか250万人に一人といわれる「ボンベイブラッド」。

その希少な血を提供できたのは、ブルックリンで活動するコミュニティアート・ファシリテーター、アナヤ・パテルだった。

彼女の血液はベルビュー病院の血液バンクに保存されており、緊急輸血によって、候補者の命はかろうじて繋がれた。

シークレットサービスのジャック・バンスは、テロの背後にガザ出身の組織が関与していることを察知し、FBIロサンゼルス支局長官キャメロン・バートレット、ニューヨーク支局の特別捜査官ヴェロニカ・リーブスと共に捜査を進める。

やがて彼らは、イスラム大学で建築学を学んだラフィ・ガンナムが、ロサンゼルスやニューヨークの再開発現場に潜入し、梁や構造体の中枢にC4爆薬を仕込んでいた事実に辿り着く。

標的は、ICE(移民・関税執行局)やERO(執行・送還作戦部門)の職員が暮らす新興住宅街——すなわち、「アメリカが築いた秩序」そのものだった。

ヴェロニカは、これ以上の破壊を防ぐため、大統領への対話を進言するが、現職のグラント・ランフォード大統領は耳を貸さない。

一方、命を取り留めたジャスティンと民主党候補ライアンは、テレビを通じて国民に訴えかけ、分断を乗り越えようとする。

だが、その理性の声を嘲笑うかのように、グラントはアイオワ州での演説を強行し、「テロには屈しない」と宣言する。

その会場には、すでにラフィの仲間が率いる工作チームが潜入していた。

崩壊する会場の惨状を前に、仲間の一人アミール・ナッセルは、かつてガザで妹を失った記憶に引き裂かれ、破壊の連鎖を止めようとする。

だが、ラフィの信念は揺るがない。

ウィリアムズバーグ橋の下、夕暮れの喧騒のなか、二人は決別する。

それは、祈りと報復、希望と虚無の境界線だった——。

 

“登場人物”

 

アナヤ・パテル 25歳 コミュニティアート・ファシリテーター

アルジュン・シン 26歳 アナヤの恋人・ルミナテック・イノベーションズ社

 

佐藤 ミカ 25歳 アナの友人・コミュニティアート・ファシリテーター

 

ジャスティン・ブラッドフォード 27歳 共和党大統領候補

エリノア・ブレイク 26歳 ジャスティンの婚約者

 

グラント・M・ランフォード大統領 61歳 共和党大統領現職

チャールズ・ベインズ副大統領 64歳 共和党副大統領現職

 

ライアン・ベネット 30歳 民主党大統領候補

ソフィア・ベネット 30歳 ライアンの妻

 

オーウェン・リード 65歳 民主党前大統領

 

ジャック・バンス 45歳 シークレットサービス 元FBIロサンゼルス支局

ベン・ホロウェイ 30歳 ジャックの同僚

ダリル・ロス 29歳 ジャックの同僚

イライジャ・ケイン 28歳 ジャックの同僚

 

マーカス・デイン 45歳 FBI ロサンゼルス支局

キャメロン・バートレット 55歳 FBI ロサンゼルス支局 支局長

トム・コールドウェル 38歳 FBI技術班 マーカスの部下

 

ヴェロニカ・リーヴス 41歳 FBI特別捜査官

アレクサンダー・ハリス 52歳 FBI ニューヨーク支局 支局長

エリオット・チェン 36歳 テクノロジー班主任

 

アリシア・モンロー 58歳 FBI長官

 

ザカリア・ハッダード 51歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 元イスラム大学 工学部教授 ニューヨークチーム

アミール・ナッセル 23歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 元イスラム大学 電子工学部 ニューヨークチーム

ラフィ・ガンナム 32歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 イスラム大学 建築学部 ニューヨークチーム

ロハン・シャー 29歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 イスラム大学 建築学部 ニューヨークチーム

 

マジード・ハムザ 47歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 パレスチナ大学 情報技術学部 ロサンゼルスチーム

サミラ・ハンマド 28歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 パレスチナ大学 工学部 ロサンゼルスチーム

サイード・カバリ 35歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 パレスチナ大学 経営学部 ロサンゼルスチーム

リーム・ナセル 30歳 パレスチナ・ガザ地区 パレスチナ大学 メディア学部 ロサンゼルスチーム

 

ノア・レヴィ 55歳 イスラエル テルアビブ在住 ユダヤ人

  

僕のこの小説は、来年、2026年2月末日に公開します。

 

先日、リドリースコット監督がサブスクの映画やドラマ群がつまらないと話していたようだけど、同感です。

僕も非常に退屈です。

それらに2時間を要するなら、僕の小説を2分間だけ読んで欲しい。

その2分間は、2時間を越えるでしょう。

僕は自信があります。

ぜひ、期待してお待ちください。

 

Mitsushiro Nakagawa

09th. Oct . 2025.

  

追伸

ネトフリに挑戦する男、みっちゃん。😃

  

( Nikon coolpix 8700 shot )

  

マンハッタン。ニューヨーク。アメリカ。2017. … 12 / 16

 

(今日の写真。それは未発表済みです。しかし最近、オリジナルから再編集しています。)

  

Images.

 

ONE OK ROCK - We are [ LIVE ]

youtu.be/uyaKoj7wABY?si=l5TIci49GRdoYQDD

  

英詞と和訳

youtu.be/wOS8u80wvEs?si=g2ghwRsJRmqn3C22

  

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僕の新しい小説。

 B♭ (ビーフラット)

  

第19弾。 😄

以下は、まだ初稿の段階です。まだ推敲します。

重要な部分は公開していません。

公開している内容の順番はバラバラです。

(もちろん最終稿ではありません。)

 

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僕の新しい小説。

 

 B♭ (ビーフラット)

 

English translation by GPT-5, in collaboration with Mitsushiro Nakagawa

  

 夕暮れは港町の空気を沈ませながら、埠頭に錆びついた鉄骨を赤銅色に染めていた。

 レッドフックの公園は人影もまばらで、遊具の鎖が風に揺れ、かすかな音を立てていた。子どもたちの笑い声が遠くにひびき、かえって静けさを際立たせているようだった。

 アミールは金網の外からその光景を見つめ、胸の奥に忘れかけていた感覚を呼び戻していた。

かつてガザの瓦礫の町にも夕暮れはあった。

 破壊された家々のあいだから、母の姿が現れた。息を切らし、砂埃をまといながらも、彼を探して抱きしめに来る母の匂いを、アミールは今も覚えていた。

 「家に帰ろう」と母は言った。

 家とは呼べないほど崩れかけた場所であっても、その声だけが彼を導いた。瓦礫の上に置かれた布団、壁もない部屋に流れ込む風、それでも母の手が彼の額を撫でるたび、そこは確かに家だった。

 アミールの視線は、ブランコに揺れるニューヨークの子どもたちへと戻った。母と子の無邪気な時間が、夕暮れの柔らかな光のなかで繰り返されている。

 その光景は、武器や血とは無縁の世界だった。

「ラフィ……俺たちは、もうやめてもいいんじゃないか」

 低く呟いた声は、風に溶けるほど弱かった。

 ラフィは目を逸らさなかった。その瞳には、ガザの砂塵に埋もれた血の記憶がよどんでいた。

 倒れ伏した父の影、焼け焦げた壁、裂けた夢。彼の胸に満ちているのは、優しさではなく、冷たい怒りだった。

「忘れるな、アミール」

 声は硬い石のように響いた。

「母の腕に抱かれた記憶と同じ場所で、父たちは殺されたんだ。あの瓦礫はただの瓦礫じゃない」

 アミールは唇を閉ざした。

 夕暮れの川面が赤く揺らぎ、イーストリバー越しのマンハッタンの高層ビルの影がかすかに滲んでいた。

 平和と破壊、記憶と憎しみが、同じ風の中で混じり合っていた。

 金網の内では、子どもの笑い声がまだ響いていた。

 しかし、ふたりの耳にはそれが遠い世界の残響にしか思えなかった。

  

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 夕陽は鉄の骨の継ぎ目を赤く染めながら、橋の下の熱気に揺れつつ静かに沈み込んだ。

 コンクリートの裂け目に溜まった水が、夕陽を映して薄い金色に光っている。湿った空気にわずかな湯気が立ち、港から流れる潮の匂いがアミールの鼻腔に絡んだ。

 廃工場の戸板は半ば外れ、風が古い新聞紙や枯れ葉を押し込み、小さな渦をつくっていた。蝉の声が遠くから響き、路線バスのブレーキ音が一度、吐息のように洩れた。

 橋の下には、アミールとラフィのほかに、数名の仲間たちが散らばって立っている。肩をすくめ、汗を拭いながら地面に視線を落とす者もいれば、鉄梁に手をかけ、遠くの光景をじっと見つめる者もいた。

 時折、子どもを待つ親の影と、白い屋根の送迎車が通り過ぎる。

 アミールは汗で張り付いたシャツの背中をさすり、橋げたの影に腰を下ろした。

 ラフィは少し離れて立った。影は長く伸び、照りつける西日に揺れていた。仲間たちは微動だにせず、息を殺すようにその場にいる。

「ここでやめられないのか」

 アミールの声は、蒸し暑い夕暮れの空気に溶けかけた。脳裏には、母が崩れた石壁の隙間から差し出した小さな手が浮かんでいた。母の手はいつも、汚れた掌で彼の頬を撫でてくれた。そこに帰りたいという欲が、胸の奥でまだ微かに温かく息をしている。

 ラフィは奥歯を噛みしめ、舌先だけで言った。簡潔で、海に投げる石のように冷たい。

「忘れるな、アミール。あの夜のことを忘れたら、俺たちは死んだ者たちを裏切る」

 その声は、波打つ鉄板の軋みと混じり、遠くの子どもたちの笑い声や蝉の声とは相容れなかった。

 アミールは目を細め、橋の欄干越しに流れてゆく光を見た。向こう岸に、きらめく窓が幾重にも並んでいる。そこには暮らしがあり、夕飯の匂いが立ち、子どもたちの笑い声や庭先で遊ぶ足音が、柔らかく響いているはずだ。

 ラフィの頬に深い影が刺さり、拳を握りしめている。手の甲の血管が鋭く浮いた。

「お前のその願いが、誰かの墓標になることを、お前は知っているのか」

 アミールの視線は、足元に落ちた小さな白いうさぎのぬいぐるみに止まった。埃にまみれ、ひとつの目が欠けていた。

 そのぬいぐるみは、橋の下で遊んだ遠い誰かのものかもしれない。あるいは単に迷い込んだだけかもしれない。どちらにせよ、アミールにはその欠けた目が、消えていく日常の一瞥に思えた。

 沈黙がふたりを隔てた。風が、橋げたの鉄梁を低く鳴らした。

 周囲の世界は動き続ける。送迎車の戸が閉まり、親が子の肩を叩く。バスが一台、角を曲がる。仲間たちは微かに息を整え、視線を地面や遠方に巡らせたままだ。

 アミールは振り返らず、橋の影から街のほうへ歩き出した。

 後ろでラフィの吐息が一つだけ聞こえた。それは骸のような静けさを残し、夏の夕闇が緩やかに橋を飲み込んでゆく。橋下の仲間たちは、かすかな影のまま残り、夕陽の赤と鉄の冷たさの間に佇んでいた。

 ラフィは静かにバッグを開き、タブレットを取り出した。指先に、微かに震えはあったが、心を鎮めるように深く息を吸い、mellow-echo.netの最下部にあるB“♭(フラット)”に、ミュートリーダーのカメラをかざした。暗い画面にディープレイヤーQRコードが浮かび上がると、指先はためらうことなく、“C4-ID:Vanta+Core/Ready.”の文字に沿って滑った。その手の動きは、橋下に残った仲間たちの緊張を微かに揺らし、乾いた鉄の匂いと湿った夏の風に溶けた。

 イーストリバーを挟んだ対岸の橋下から、火花が一点、また一点と立ち上り、暗がりに赤く瞬いた。小さな光は、橋下の影を揺らし、鉄梁にぶつかる音が低く響く。ラフィの視線はアミールの背に残る影を追い、仲間たちは無言で後退りし、橋下から少しずつ距離を取った。

 湿気を帯びた空気がラフィの肌をまとい、夕陽の赤と鉄の冷たさが入り混じる。橋下の静寂の中、火花の閃光と小さな軋みが、ラフィの胸の奥に奇妙な律動を生んだ。遠くで蝉が一声鳴き、街のざわめきは遙か彼方に霞んでゆく。

 その緊張の波に押されるように、橋下の仲間たちは息をひそめ、視線と呼吸だけで互いの存在を確かめあった。

 夏の夕闇は、まるで橋を、街を、そして残された影を静かに、しかし確かに飲み込んでいった。

  

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僕の新しい小説。

 B♭ (ビーフラット)

 

舞台はニューヨークです。

  

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Soundtrack.

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack/pl.u-47...

 

For japanese

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack-for-jap...

  

iTunes Playlist Link::

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b/pl.u-47DJGhopxMD

 

For japanese

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack-for-jap...

  

追記 この小説を多少説明しました。

youtu.be/3w65lqUF-YI?si=yG7qy6TPeCL9xRJV

  

メモ

 

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「Bombay型(ボンベイ型、hh型)」

•特徴:通常のABO血液型を持たない(A、B、Oに分類されない)特殊な型。

•発見地:1952年、インド・ムンバイ(旧ボンベイ)で初めて確認。

•発生頻度:インドでは1万人に1人程度だが、世界的には約250万人に1人とも。

•輸血制限:同じBombay型しか輸血できない。

 

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2024年ハーバード大学首席の卒業式スピーチ『知らないことの力』

youtu.be/SOUH8iVqSOI?si=Ju-Y728irtcWR71K

 

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Shots fired at Trump rally

youtu.be/1ejfAkzjEhk?si=ASqJwEmkY-2rW_hT

  

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Happy Holidays! Finishing my work in Lightroom 4 now, and uploading new video of the goddesses!

 

Enjoy the video shot at the same time as the stills:

 

youtu.be/4TaO0Dh69HI (this video was shot while I took one of my most famous & most-viewed photographs ever! be sure to watch in full 1080p hd!)

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=3TvbZgl6Af4 (some more video of the goddess!)

 

Canon 5D Mark II Photos of Beautiful Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess!

 

The video was shot with the awesome Panasonic X900MK 3MOS 3D Full HD SD Camcorder. I highly recommend it!

 

The goddess was tall, thin, and fit, with long, natural brown hair, pretty blue eyes, and a great smile!

Cute freckles!

  

It was a nice sunny, windless, warm, winter's day out on the beach, where the sun stays low all day for epic shooting!

 

Shooting simultaneous stills & video rocks! I do it on every shoot now, while also mounting several stationary DSLRs/camcorders for video in addition to the Panasonic or Sony Camcorder bracketed to my Canon 5D or Nikon D800E.

 

The sea & sand goddess was tall, thin, fit, and athletic, with gorgerous brown hair and pretty blue eyes and long legs! She's a dancer! Wearing a pink polka-dot bikini!

 

Pretty freckles too!

 

May the Hero's Journey Mythology goddesses guide and inspire you throughout the new year!

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