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My new novel
B♭ (B Flat)
Volume 13 😄
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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B♭ (B Flat)
The Republican Party had chosen Justin Bradford as its presidential candidate.
In response, the Democrats put forward Ryan Bennett.
Ryan sat in a room of his white-walled mansion on South Beverly Drive, gazing out at the manicured garden and tree-lined street. His mind drifted back to his childhood. He had always lived within a carefully calculated order. His days followed a strict timetable; his homework was flawless. Teachers praised him, while classmates kept their distance. To Ryan, being a model student was both a source of pride and a burden of solitude.
In the hush of the library, he first brushed against the realm of politics. During student council debates, his logic seldom drew applause, and often invited cold stares. People were moved by instinct and emotion. Reason alone could not stir the crowd—this he came to understand.
It was in that abyss of loneliness that Sophia appeared. A gentle voice, steady eyes, and a generosity that never rejected his logic but embraced it instead. They exchanged words, they shared silences, and in each other’s presence they found solace. Sophia was not only the one who steadied his reason, but also the light that warmed his solitude.
After graduating from UCLA, Ryan stepped onto the path of politics. First as a state legislator, then as a member of Congress, he rose without falter. Yet the public gaze remained cold. His patrician face, his meticulous speeches, his flawless reasoning—all these bred distance and resentment. People whispered, “Another elite come to lecture us.”
In that harsh world, his running mate, Alex Murphy, stood by him. Eight years his senior, Murphy possessed a seasoned intuition and decisiveness. He bridged the gap between Ryan’s logic and the people’s emotions, reading the shifting tides of resentment and expectation.
Then came the day when former Democratic president Owen Reed was struck by a sniper’s bullet during a speech. The shot did not take his life, but Ryan felt, with a shudder, the cruelty of the political stage. That night, alone in his study, he stared at the shadow cast by the streetlamp beyond his window. The long silhouette mirrored the solitude and the weight of order he had carried all his life.
Doubt flickered in his eyes, reflecting the city’s lights. Should he follow reason and order, or turn toward the people’s emotions? Having walked the path of the elite, he now saw that logic alone could not redeem reality. Without Sophia’s warmth and Murphy’s intuition, he might not have been able to take another step forward.
Sophia quietly took his hand. “You are not alone. We are here.”
Ryan gave the faintest nod, feeling the chains of solitude loosen, little by little, in the depths of his heart.
During his university years, Ryan had often felt estranged from the public. The scarce applause at debates, the cool reception of his political essays, the smirks at his street speeches. His arguments were correct, but people yearned for emotion. Logic alone could not move them.
Sophia understood her role as the wife of a politician. She stayed by Ryan’s side when public duties drained him, offering the warmth of home. On quiet nights, they would simply sit together, thinking wordlessly of the future.
Murphy, by contrast, acted on instinct. In moments of crisis, he guided Ryan—the tightening of security after the shooting, the handling of the media, the appeal to the public. Where reason could not reach, experience took over. Ryan came to rely on him, and to trust him deeply.
His solitude was also the weight of politics itself. Cool analysis, flawless planning, correct judgment. Yet often, the people could not understand. A reason stripped of feeling drew criticism, and deepened his isolation.
And yet, Sophia made him human. She gave warmth to cold logic, and the power to reach hearts. Murphy, with his decisiveness and experience, built a bridge between reason and emotion.
When the news of the shooting reached him, Ryan felt fear as something tangible for the first time. Politics could not be defended by theory from a study alone. Confusion, the crack of gunfire, the press of terror—faced with them, he knew his own helplessness.
Streetlamps reflected in his eyes; bloodstains on rubble, neighbors clasping hands, mothers crying out. Reality pressed itself upon him. Reason alone could not save, nor logic alone preserve order. Compassion, empathy—these were what people needed.
Sophia spoke softly. “Logic matters. But now is the time to show your heart. People are seeking empathy.”
Ryan smiled faintly and set down his pen. The alignment of order was paused; he resolved to entrust himself to the waves of feeling.
Murphy looked out the window and nodded gently. “Do not fear, Ryan. Your reason, my intuition, Sophia’s warmth—together, they will keep us true.”
Buoyed by those words, Ryan slowly cast aside the shadow of solitude.
The attempt on Owen Reed’s life was both terror and warning. Yet it was also a teacher, revealing the reality of the political stage. Ryan grasped its weight, and steeled himself to go forward.
On the street corner, trembling citizens; beneath the rubble, neighbors holding hands; a mother’s anguished cry. As he listened, Ryan was tested—not only as a politician, but as a human being. Torn between reason and emotion, he found in Sophia and Murphy an unshakable support.
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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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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
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3. Shots Fired at Trump Rally
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僕の新しい小説。
B♭ （ビーフラット）
第13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）
共和党大統領候補のジャスティン・ブラッドフォードに対し、民主党は、ライアン・ベネットを選出していた。
ライアン・ベネットは、サウス・ベヴァリー・ドライブ沿いの白壁の豪邸の一室に座り、窓の外に広がる手入れの行き届いた庭園と並木道を見つめながら、子供の頃の自分を思い出していた。幼い日の彼は、常に計算された秩序の中にいた。時間割通りに生活し、宿題も常に完璧に仕上げた。教師は彼を褒め、同級生は距離を置いた。彼にとって、優等生であることは誇りであると同時に孤独でもあった。
図書館の静寂の中で、彼は初めて政治の片鱗に触れた。学生自治会の討論で、彼の論理は拍手を浴びることはなく、しばしば冷たい視線に晒された。人々は直感や感情で動く。理屈だけでは、群衆の心を動かせないのだと、彼は知った。
その孤独の淵に、ソフィアが現れた。柔らかい声、落ち着いた眼差し、そして彼の論理を拒むことなく受け止める包容力。二人は言葉を交わし、沈黙を共有し、互いの存在に慰めを見いだした。ソフィアは、ライアンの理性を支えるだけでなく、彼の孤独を温める光でもあった。
カリフォルニア大学ロサンゼルス校卒業後、ライアンは政治の道を歩み始めた。州議会議員として、そして連邦議会議員として、彼は順調に昇りつめた。だが、国民の視線は常に冷たかった。エリートの顔つき、整然とした演説、完璧すぎる論理は、多くの人々に距離感と反感を与えた。人々はつぶやく。「また、エリートが我々に説教するのか」と。
副大統領候補のアレックス・マーフィーは、その冷徹な世界にあって、ライアンを支える存在であった。八歳年上の彼は、経験に裏打ちされた直感と決断力を持つ。ライアンの論理と感情の間に立ち、国民の反感や期待の波を読み解く力があった。
民主党前大統領オーウェン・リードが演説中に狙撃された。弾丸は命を奪わなかったが、政治の舞台の残酷さをライアンは身をもって知った。その夜、ライアンは自室の書斎で、窓の外の街灯に映る自らの影を見つめた。長い影は、これまでの人生で背負ってきた孤独と秩序の重さを映していた。
街の灯りに反射する瞳の中には迷いがあった。理性と秩序に従うのか、それとも国民の感情に寄り添うのか。エリートの道を歩んできた彼の目には、論理だけでは救えない現実が見えていた。ソフィアの温もりとマーフィーの直感がなければ、彼は前に進むことさえできなかったかもしれない。
ソフィアはそっと彼の手を握った。「あなたは一人じゃない。私たちがいる」と。
ライアンは微かに肯いた。心の奥で、孤独の鎖が少しずつほどけていくのを感じた。
大学時代、ライアンは何度も国民との乖離を体感した。討論会での拍手の少なさ、政治論文の冷たい評価、街頭演説での冷笑。論理は正しくとも、人々は感情を求める。理屈だけでは、人は動かない。
ソフィアは、政治家の妻としての役割を理解していた。公務で疲弊したライアンに寄り添い、家庭の温もりを提供した。静かな夜、二人はただ座り、言葉少なに未来を思った。
マーフィーは直感で動き、危機的な場面ではライアンを導いた。銃撃事件後の警備調整、メディア対応、国民への呼びかけ。理性だけでは追いつかない現場を、彼は経験で補った。ライアンはその存在を頼りにし、信頼した。
ライアンの孤独は政治の重さでもあった。冷静な分析、完璧な計画、正しい判断。それらが国民に理解されないこともあった。感情に欠ける理性は、時として非難を招き、孤独を深める。
だが、ソフィアの存在が、ライアンを人間らしくした。冷たい論理に温度を与え、心に寄り添う力を持たせた。マーフィーは行動力と経験で、論理と感情の橋渡しを行った。
狙撃事件のニュースを聞いたとき、ライアンは初めて恐怖を身近に感じた。政治は書斎の理論だけでは守れない。瞬間の混乱、銃声、恐怖。それらを前にして、彼は自らの無力を知った。
街角の光、瓦礫の中の血痕、避難する人々。全てが現実として彼の前にあった。理性だけでは救えない、理屈だけでは秩序を維持できない。感情に寄り添い、共感を示すことが必要だった。
ソフィアは静かに語る。「論理は重要。でも今は心を示すとき。人々は共感を求めている」
ライアンは微かに笑い、ペンを置いた。秩序の整列は一旦休止し、感情の波に身を任せる覚悟を決めた。
マーフィーは窓の外を見つめ、微かに肯いた。「恐れるな、ライアン。君の理性、私の直感、ソフィアの温もり。全てがあれば、我々は道を誤らない」
ライアンはその言葉に支えられ、孤独の影を少しずつ振り払った。
オーウェン・リードの狙撃事件は、恐怖であり警告でもあった。だがそれは同時に、政治の舞台の現実を教える教師でもあった。ライアンはその重さを理解し、前に進む決意を固めた。
街角で震える人々、瓦礫の下で手を取り合う隣人、泣き叫ぶ母親。その声に耳を傾け、ライアンは政治家として、そして人間としての判断を試されていた。理性と感情の間で揺れる彼の心に、ソフィアとマーフィーは揺るがぬ支えとして存在していた。
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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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追記 この小説を多少説明しました。
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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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My new novel:
B♭ (Be Flat)
Dropping more content! 😃
(Still not finalized yet.)
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Scene: Madison Square Garden 2
A low murmur swept down the avenue in front of the Garden as a black lead sedan and a fleet of white motorcycle escorts slowly rolled in. Four armored limousines followed, flanked by NYPD and state police SUVs. Behind them trailed a line of communication trucks, ambulances, and news vans—no more than fifty vehicles in all, but the weight of their presence was overwhelming.
The motorcade moved as if traffic signals held no meaning. The street had been completely shut down, and the convoy advanced in perfect synchrony. Police radio chatter leaked from the vehicles, while the blocked-off sidewalks were crowded with reporters clutching cameras and riot police standing firm. Near the center, three jet-black SUVs carried CAT operatives, their eyes scanning the street like silent sentinels from behind suppressor-equipped rifles.
On top of the limousines, state-of-the-art jamming devices disrupted all outside signals. Trailing them was a “Roadrunner” communications command vehicle bristling with antennas, maintaining real-time encrypted communication with the command center beneath the Garden.
At the tail end were fire department rapid response units, a hazmat vehicle, and two ambulances. The arrival of a presidential candidate was no longer a mere movement—it was a military operation. The city responded like a living neural network, absorbing and adjusting to the convoy’s every move.
Onlookers lined the barricades—civilians raising smartphones overhead, and journalists with grim faces behind their lenses. No one spoke. The crowd stood in solemn silence, bathed in the red and blue pulses of rotating lights, watching as the procession swept past like a scene from a film. But this wasn’t a movie. The silence was real. No one dared crack a joke.
Sniper teams were stationed on rooftops around the Garden. Occasionally, the word “clear” crackled over the comms. Inside the building, only those who had passed facial recognition were permitted to take position. In the chilled surveillance room where Jack sat, hundreds of camera feeds rotated every few seconds across the screens.
Inside the presumed presidential limousine, darkness cloaked everything—no figures visible behind the glass. Yet everyone on-site knew those clear windows hid layers of invisible defense. That silence, designed to preserve life, carried with it a deadly order that blanketed the entire convoy.
Overhead, two Black Hawk helicopters glided in low and began to hover above the Garden. They were escape vessels, should the worst occur—but more than that, they were a reminder that this place was, for tonight, a battlefield.
In the command room on the Garden’s B3 level, Jack sat under the blue glow of the monitors, listening intently to the radio in his ear.
“Eagle has arrived. Parking complete on B3. Zebra point passed. T-minus 45 seconds to approach.”
The voice in his earpiece made him bite his lip unconsciously. The coffee in his cup had long gone cold.
Onscreen, the divided camera feeds displayed the barricades on Seventh Avenue, snipers in standby, and now—the black limousine sliding into the underground garage.
The air tightened. Time became tangible. The tick of the second hand grew louder in everyone’s ears. Jack’s fingers trembled slightly as they reached for the radio button.
Scene: Madison Square Garden 1
Jack shifted the donut box in his hand and pressed the button for B3. The air in the elevator was cold, and he wiped the sweat from his brow as he watched the lights descend. The contrast with the heat above made his vision blur slightly.
Stepping out, he turned right. Immediately on the left was the briefing room door, where a security man in a rumpled suit greeted him.
“Everyone’s already waiting.”
Jack stood before the sensor and calmly turned his face toward it. A few seconds later, a mechanical chime signaled access approval, and the heavy fireproof doors slid open.
Once inside, Jack offered a small smile.
“I brought donuts. Make sure everyone gets some later.”
The security man grinned behind his sunglasses.
Beyond the thick soundproof door, 32 monitors glowed blue in the dim room. Staff members moved briskly and silently between the machines. The hum of servers filled the space, punctuated only by the occasional alert. In the center was the commander’s seat, surrounded in a ring by workstations. The wall-sized screen displayed rapid live cuts from over 400 arena cameras—spectator stands, lobby, corridors, VIP lounge, loading dock, backstage, utility room, underground passages…
If a single rat appeared in those tunnels, they’d be able to track it straight to the sewers.
Jack sat in the commander’s chair and flipped the switch on the gooseneck mic in front of him. Its flexible neck trembled as the red indicator light came on.
“I’ve got donuts. Sorry, no glazed. There’s Boston Cream, Chocolate Frosted, Strawberry Frosted, and Old-Fashioned. No coffee, so grab your own.”
“Old-Fashioned for me,” came Ben’s voice from the loading dock. He adjusted the transparent tube of his earpiece and muttered into his collar.
Jack gave a faint smile, then grew serious again as he leaned toward the mic.
“Eagle is about to arrive. Entering through Ben’s loading dock. Three minutes to VIP room. Fifteen-minute briefing. Then onstage. Let me remind you—tonight marks the official nomination of the presidential candidate at the National Convention. First Republican convention held here in over twenty years. Also, his fiancée, Eleanor Blake, is with him. Stunning and brilliant. Try not to fall for her. The only ones you’re allowed to admire are bulky bruisers in tactical gear. And don’t forget, VP candidate Cole Harrison is here too—he’s the leash on our foul-mouthed Justin. No matter what he says, don’t punch back. I’ll be the one getting punched later.”
Jack checked his watch.
“One minute out. When Justin’s team heads home, dig into the donuts. Over and out.”
From the monitor showing the VIP lounge, Daryl spoke up behind him.
“Jack, better check in with Elijah at the hospital. Make sure he’s on standby.”
Without turning, Jack raised his hand and called out.
“Elijah, you copy? Daryl thinks you’re chilling at Starbucks.”
Laughter came through the speaker, followed by the chaotic background noise of Bellevue Hospital.
“Daryl, how’d you know? I was just thinking of getting Jack fired.”
Swiveling in his chair, Daryl laughed back at the screen.
“Let’s hope Justin doesn’t end up in your ER.”
Jack cut in.
“All stations, go. Justin’s here. Stick to the plan. Let’s move.”
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Scene: Madison Square Garden 3 — Justin, Eleanor, Cole
The door of the limousine opened from within, and Justin Bradford stepped out with a short sigh.
“Damn. It’s suffocating down here. Even a stray dog would turn up its nose at this parking garage.”
He brushed off the hem of his suit jacket with one hand, casting a grimace toward the concrete gloom.
Vice presidential candidate Cole Harrison followed quietly behind. Eight years older than Justin, Cole had once stood by Justin’s father, Lysus Bradford—through every rally and protest, until the day Lysus, still registered as a Democrat, was gunned down by a sniper. Cole had admired Lysus deeply for his commitment to voicing the will of the unheard.
Justin yawned, wide and unfiltered. Cole spoke gently beside him.
“This was the safest option. Too many unknowns outside. It’s dangerous.”
“Cole, you’re the biggest unknown we’ve got.”
“And that makes two of us, Justin,” Cole replied with a small, knowing smile.
The click of white heels echoed faintly as Eleanor Blake stepped onto the stained concrete. She wore a pale beige coat over her dress and moved with quiet elegance. Though her brow creased slightly at the stagnant air, she quickly replaced it with a smile and walked toward Justin.
“Justin,” she said, her voice gentle yet firm, “no more jokes at the staff’s expense. These people would lay down their lives for you.”
Justin gave a small, lopsided smile and brushed a kiss against her cheek.
“For their sake, I better live up to it.”
Flanked by security, the three of them began walking down the dim corridor. Faint LED lights flickered overhead. Dirty walls, cold silence, and a chill that crept under their skin accompanied them.
“These hallways always get to me,” Justin muttered.
“I understand,” Eleanor said softly. “But this is the safest route.”
“That’s exactly why we should be grateful,” Cole added. “It’s this kind of space that protects us.”
Eventually, they reached the elevator reserved for dignitaries. The face recognition system chirped quietly as it confirmed their identities.
“Just a few more steps to the VIP lounge,” said one of the agents.
Justin glanced back at Eleanor and shrugged.
“Let’s shake the Garden tonight.”
She touched his arm lightly and smiled.
“I’m counting on you, Justin.”
The three of them stepped into the elevator, the doors closing quietly behind them as it carried them upward.
Scene: Totto Ramen — Ana, Mika, Motorcade
— Red, Yellow, Blue —
It was just after 7 p.m. when a light rain began to fall on East 52nd Street.
Ana leaned against the wall of an old building next to Totto Ramen, absently watching the changing traffic light at the intersection to her right. The air was heavy with humid heat clinging to the concrete, making even the pedestrians seem to move slower than usual.
The signal turned green. As she dabbed her forehead with a handkerchief and squinted into the distance, she spotted Kana on the far side of the crosswalk, waving and running toward her with a smile.
Then, suddenly, the air shifted.
From the far side of the intersection, a fleet of black SUVs glided in, soundless and ghostlike. In the few dozen seconds between the lead vehicle’s arrival and the armored limousine at the rear disappearing, the entire intersection was sealed off—no one passed.
As the convoy disappeared down the avenue, the signal changed again. Foot traffic resumed. The city inhaled.
Kana reemerged from the crowd and waved once more.
After wrapping up their exhibit, Ana and Mika had packed their gear into Mika’s car and headed into Manhattan. Ana’s husband, Arjun, worked at LuminaTech Innovations—a hybrid company based in Williamsburg specializing in AI, cloud services, and cybersecurity. Though it was his day off, he’d had a meeting in Hudson Yards and was on a separate schedule from Ana.
Totto Ramen was nearby, and ever since Mika had first brought her there, it had become a favorite for Ana and Arjun alike.
“Sorry to keep you waiting. It’s been such a lovely day,” Mika said, slightly out of breath.
By “lovely,” she meant the two sharply dressed men from that morning, still lingering in their thoughts.
Ana answered with mild disinterest.
“Was it? That your type, Mika?”
Mika shrugged and smiled.
“Mm, I like someone close enough that I can run home to my parents if I need to.”
They laughed as they slid open the ramen shop’s wooden door and took seats at the counter. The place was bustling with Asian families enjoying their weekend. Familiar Japanese drifted from the far end of the counter.
Ana’s iPhone buzzed. It was a video call from Arjun.
She tapped the screen. His apologetic face appeared.
“The meeting’s running long. Go ahead and eat without me.”
Ana smiled gently.
“Be careful. A whole swarm of black cars just swept through here.”
Arjun responded immediately.
“They’re probably heading to the Garden. There’s supposed to be a Republican convention tonight. The candidate’s making his appearance.”
Mika, having caught the gist, nodded deeply.
“Yeah, it’s felt weird all day. The city’s tense—not your usual weekend.”
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Scene: Red Hook 1 — Amir and Rafi
Red Hook stood apart, even within Brooklyn.
Shielded by the shadows of skyscrapers, the red-brick warehouses, worn by wind and rain, groaned softly in the breeze. Each gust from the sea layered fresh salt onto the air, leaving streaks of rust blooming along the warehouse doors.
Beyond a broken fence, a long-unused warehouse door creaked open.
Amir stepped inside, allowing his eyes to adjust to the darkness. The smell of oil soaked into the concrete filled his nostrils.
“Let’s start here,” he said.
Rafi nodded without a word.
They had first come to this place five winters ago.
Having lost everything in Gaza at the hands of Israel, the two had fled legally through Egypt and Turkey, eventually arriving in Tapachula in southern Mexico. There, they made contact with a smuggler known as a coyote.
Rafi paid $12,000 per person to the traffickers—using cryptocurrency hacked through North Korean channels. The coins had been stolen through a North Korea–linked hacking syndicate. Amir wrote the code himself and erased all trace of the transaction. They had crossed borders not with blood, but with digits.
Later, under cover of night, they slipped beneath a border fence and entered the United States by land.
The night sky over Texas was a shade of dark blue they had never seen before. Low and clear, the deep blue held a fleeting kind of hope. But that hope was far outweighed by the hatred that had taken root in their hearts.
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Set in New York City.
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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
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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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Saipan. USA. 2016. LUMIX G3 shot … 4 / X
サイパン。アメリカ。２０１６。LUMIX G3 shot … 4 / X
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僕の新しい小説。
B♭ （ビーフラット）
さらに投下します。😃
(まだ決定ではありません。)
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場面 マディソンスクエアガーデン２
ガーデン正面の通りがわずかにざわめき、先導の黒いセダンと白バイク隊がゆっくりと進入してきた。次いで装甲に覆われたリムジンが４台つづき、市警と州警のSUVがその脇を固め、後方には通信車両、救急車、そして報道バンの列…… 全部でざっと５０台にも満たないが、その重厚感は圧倒的だった――。
車列は信号すら意味をなさず、完全に遮断された通りを、隊列の呼吸に従って前進していく。警察無線の交信が車外に漏れ、通行止めの歩道にはカメラを構えた記者と機動隊員が混じり合っていた。中腹には「CAT」と呼ばれる武装部隊が乗る漆黒のSUVが３台並び、サプレッサー付きライフルを持った隊員が、まるで車内から通りをスキャンするように視線を動かしている。
リムジンの天井には、最新の妨害電波装置が搭載され、外部通信を一時的に遮断する。さらにその後方を、アンテナが林立した“ロードランナー”と呼ばれる通信司令車が追走し、ガーデン地下の指揮室とリアルタイムで暗号通信を続けている。
車列の最後尾には消防局の緊急対応車、化学物質対応車、そして２台の救急車が控えていた。大統領候補がこの都市に足を踏み入れるというのは、もはや“移動”ではなく、“軍事行動”のようだった。街全体が、ひとつの生きた神経網のように、その動線を受け止めていた。
歩道の柵沿いには、スマートフォンを高く掲げる市民と、顔を強張らせた報道カメラマンたちが入り混じっていた。群衆は押し黙り、ただエンジンのうなりと回転灯の光に照らされながら、目の前を通り過ぎる車列を見守っていた。まるで映画のワンシーンのようだが、空気は静まり返り、誰一人として軽口を叩く者はいない。
ガーデン周辺の屋上には狙撃班が配備され、時折、無線越しに「クリア」の声が交錯した。建物内の全階層には顔認証を通過した要員だけが配置され、冷房の効いたジャックのいる監視室では、数百台のカメラ映像が数秒ごとに切り替わっている。
大統領候補が乗ると目されるリムジンの車内は暗く、ガラス越しに人影すら映らない。だが、その曇りのない窓には、目に見えない幾重もの防御層が仕込まれていることを、現場の誰もが理解していた。命を守るために設計された沈黙と、殺気を孕んだ秩序が、車列全体を覆っている。
背後から、２機のブラックホークが上空をなめるように飛来し、ガーデンの屋上でホバリングを始めた。万が一の脱出手段であり、また、この場が“戦場”であることを暗に示す存在だった。
ジャックは、ガーデン地下三階の指令室で、モニターの青白い光に顔を照らされながら、無線に耳を傾けていた。
「イーグル、地下駐車場レベルB3にて停車完了。ポイント・ゼブラ通過。接近までTマイナス45秒」
耳元のイヤーピースから流れるその声に、彼は無意識に唇を噛んだ。手元のカップに入ったコーヒーは、すでにぬるくなっていた。
モニターには分割されたカメラ映像がずらりと並んでいる。第七通りのバリケード、スタンバイ中の狙撃手、そして今、地下駐車場の入口に黒いリムジンが滑り込む様子が映し出されていた。
空気が一気に張り詰めた。誰もが秒針の音を意識し始め、静寂の中に微かな緊張が走った。ジャックの指が、わずかに震えながらも無線の送信ボタンに触れた。
場面 マディソンスクエアガーデン１
エレベーターに乗ったジャックは、手にしたドーナツの箱を持ち替えると、地下三階へのボタンを押した。冷房の効いたエレベーター内で下っていくランプを見上げたまま、額の汗を拭った。熱した地上からの温度差で多少視界が滲んでいた。
降りて、右手に行くと、すぐ左側にブリーフィングルームの扉があり、よれたスーツを着たセキュリティーの男性がジャックに挨拶した。
「みなさん、もうお待ちですよ」
ジャックはセンサーの前に立ち、静かに顔を向けた。数秒後、「アクセス承認」の電子音とともに、重たい防火扉が左右に開いた。
クリアするとジャックは、口元を緩めていった。
「ドーナツ買ってきたよ。あとでみんなで食べてくれ」
セキュリティーの男性は、白い歯を見せ、サングラス越しに微笑んだ。
厚い防音扉を越えると、薄暗い空間に32面のモニターが青白く光っていた。スタッフが機器の合間を縫って、言葉少なに忙しなく行き交っていく。室内には低く唸るサーバーの音と、時折アラート音だけが響いている。部屋の中央には指揮官席、その周囲に円を描くように並んだワークステーション。壁面いっぱいの巨大スクリーンには、アリーナ内400台以上のカメラがライブ映像を忙しなく切り替え、流し続けている。客席、ロビー、通路、VIPラウンジ、搬入口、ステージ裏、電気設備室、地下通路….
もしも地下通路にねずみが一匹現れたら、下水溝まで追跡できるはずだ。
ジャックは指揮官席に腰を下ろし、前方に据え付けられたグースネックマイクのスイッチを押した。しなる首元がわずかに揺れ、赤いインジケーターが点灯した。
「みんな、ドーナツを買ってきた。残念ながらグレーズドは売り切れだった。ボストンクリーム、チョコフロステッド、ストロベリーフロステッド、オールドファッション、以上だ。コーヒーもないからな。勝手に飲むように」
「ジャック、俺はオールドファッションな」
搬入口にいるベンが、耳に伸びたセキュリティイヤピースの透明なチューブを整えながら、襟元に指を添え、モニター越しに呟いた。
ジャックは軽く微笑み返してから、声を整え、目の前のマイクに向かって、真剣に伝えた。
「まもなく、イーグルがやってくる。ベンのいる搬入口から入り、３分でVIPルームへ。１５分の打ち合わせ後、アリーナへ登壇する。もう一度確認するが、今夜は大統領候補の指名が正式に確定する全国党大会だ。共和党は、２０年以上振りにここで開催するらしい。それから、フィアンセのエリノア・ブレイクもいっしょだ。容姿端麗な才女だ。見惚れるなよ。お前らが見惚れていいのは筋肉隆々の荒くれものだけだ。さらに副大統領候補のコール・ハリソンもいっしょだ。口の悪いジャスティンのお目付役だ。何を言われても決して殴り返すな。俺があとで殴られるからな」
ジャックは腕時計を見た。
「あと１分で到着だ。ジャスティン一行が帰宅したら、ドーナツをたらふく食べてくれ。以上だ」
画面左側に映ったVIPラウンジに見入っていたダリルが、ジャックの背中にいった。
「ジャック、病院のイライジャにも確認したほうがいい。ちゃんと待機しているようにってね」
ジャックは背を向けたまま、腕を上げて返答するとイライジャに問いかけた。
「聞こえるか、イライジャ。お前がスタバでくつろいでると疑われてるぞ、ダリルに」
イライジャは、笑いながら即答した。背後に、ベルビュー病院内の忙しないアナウンスが走っている。のんびりしたイライジャの声とは正反対だ。
「ダリル、なんでばれた？ そろそろジャックの首を飛ばそうと思ってさ」
椅子を回転させたダリルは、右手のモニターに目を落としながら、イライジャに笑いながらいった。
「お前のところに、ジャスティンが運ばれないことを祈るよ」
ジャックは、二人の会話を遮った。
「全員、スタートだ。ジャスティンが到着した。打ち合わせどおりに。頼んだぞ」
場面 マディソンスクエアガーデン３ ジャスティン、エリノア、コール
リムジンのドアが内側から開き、ジャスティン・ブラッドフォードは短くため息をついて足を踏み出した。
「まったく、息が詰まるな。地下駐車場なんて、野良犬でも嫌がる」
スーツの裾を片手で乱暴に払いつつ、顔をしかめて辺りを見回した。その後ろから、副大統領候補のコール・ハリソンが静かに車を降りた。彼はジャスティンより8歳年上だったが、かつてはその父、ライサス・ブラッドフォードのもとで行動を共にし、彼が民主党に籍を置き、狙撃により命を落とすその時まで、傍らで支え続けていた。ライサスが声なき国民の想いを代弁しようとする姿に、コールは深い感銘を受けていた。
大きなあくびをこぼしたジャスティンに、コールは穏やかに言った。
「セキュリティ上の最善策だ。外は、あまりにも不確定要素が多い。危険だ」
「コールの言動の方がよほど先が読めないけどね」
「ジャスティン、そのままお前に返すよ」
ジャスティンの皮肉に、コールは軽く微笑みながら冷静に返した。
エリノア・ブレイクの白いハイヒールが、駐車場の暗いコンクリートに静かに降りた。淡いベージュのコートを羽織った彼女は、ヒールの音も控えめに、優雅に車外へ降り立った。地下の濁った空気に微かに眉を寄せながらも、すぐに笑みを浮かべ直し、ジャスティンに歩み寄った。
「ジャスティン、スタッフにつまらない冗談はやめてね。みんな、あなたのために命を投げ出す人たちよ」
彼女の声は柔らかいが、芯のあるものだった。
ジャスティンは少し顔をほころばせ、エリノアの頬に軽いキスをした。
「命か…なら、俺もその期待に応えないとな」
セキュリティーに囲われた三人は地下駐車場の薄暗い通路へと歩みを進めた。所々薄汚れた壁と天井のLEDライトが冷たく落ちている。冷たさと静寂が辺りを覆っている。
「この手の通路は、いつ見ても気が滅入るな」
ジャスティンが呟いた。
「気持ちはわかるけど、ここが最も安全なルートよ」エリノアが柔らかく返す。コールが間を埋めるように言った。
「こうした環境だからこそ、私たちが守られている。感謝するべきだ」
しばらく歩くと、要人専用エレベーターの前に到着した。壁の顔認証システムが稼働し、認証音が静かに鳴った。
「VIPルームまであと少しです」
セキュリティーのひとりがジャスティンらに告げた。
ジャスティンは背後のエリノアをちらりと見て、肩をすくめていった。
「今夜、ガーデンを震わそう」
エリノアが彼の腕に軽く触れ、優しく笑いかけた。
「期待してるわ、ジャスティン」
三人は静かにエレベーターに乗り込み、VIPルームへと向かった。
場面 トットラーメン アナ、ミカ、車列
—— 赤、黄色、青 ——
イースト52丁目に小雨が舞い始めたのは、午後七時を少し過ぎた頃だった。
アナは、トットラーメンの隣にある古いビルの壁面にもたれ、右手に見える十字路の信号をぼんやりと眺めていた。蒸し返すような湿気がコンクリートにまとわりつき、行き交う人々の足取りもどこか重たかった。
信号が青に変わった。額の汗をハンカチで拭いながら、アナが目を細めると、十字路の向こうにカナの姿が見えた。彼女は手を振りながら、笑顔でこちらに駆け出してくる。
そのとき、空気がふいに変わった。十字路の向こうから、黒いSUVの車列が音もなく滑り込んできた。先頭車両の到着から、最後尾の装甲リムジンが去るまでの数十秒間、交差点は完全に封鎖され、誰も通ることができなかった。
車列が去ると、信号が切り替わり、ふたたび人の流れが戻り、動き出した。
カナがその人波の中からふたたび現れ、手を振った。
展示を終えたアナたちは、ミカの車に荷物を積み終えたあと、マンハッタンへ移動していた。
アナの夫アルジュンは、ウィリアムズバーグにあるAI・クラウド・サイバーセキュリティを手がける複合企業「ルミナテック・イノベーションズ」に勤めている。今日は休日だったが、彼だけハドソンヤードで会議があり、アナらとは別行動だった。
トットラーメンはその近くにあり、以前ミカに連れてきてもらってから、アナたち夫婦のお気に入りになっていた。
「おまたせ。今日は朝から素敵だったね」
息を切らせながら駆け寄ったミカが、そう言った。
“素敵”というのは、今朝の高級スーツをまとった二人の男のことだ。
アナは興味なさそうに答えた。
「そうね。ミカはああいう男性が好み？」
ミカは首をすくめ、笑って言った。
「うーん、かなり遠い存在かな。私は、すぐ実家に帰れるくらいの距離感が好き」
二人は笑い合いながら、ラーメン店の引き戸を開け、カウンターに並んで腰掛けた。店内は週末のため、アジア系の家族で賑わっていた。ミカの聞き慣れた日本語が遠くのカウンターから聞こえてくる。
アナのiPhoneが震えた。アルジュンからのビデオ通話だった。
画面をタッチすると、アルジュンが申し訳なさそうな表情で映った。
「会議が延びてる。少し遅れるから、先に食べててくれ」
アナは、静かに答えた。
「気をつけて来てね。さっきすごい車の軍団が流れていったわよ」
アルジュンは、即答した。
「今日はガーデンで、共和党の大会があるらしい。次期大統領候補が立つらしいよ」
傍で聞いていたミカが深々と頷きながら、同意した。
「なんか朝から物々しいのよね。いつもの週末と違うわ」
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場面 レッドフック１ アミール、ラフィ
レッドフックは、ブルックリンの中でも異質だった。
高層ビルの影に守られ、風雨に洗われた赤レンガの倉庫と錆びた港湾クレーンが、風に軋んでいる街だ。やってくる潮の匂いが重なるたびに上塗りされ、倉庫の鉄の扉に赤錆を浮かせていく。
鍵の壊れたフェンスの向こう、何年も使われていなかった倉庫の扉が静かに開いた。
アミールは一歩踏み入れ、光のない空間に目を慣らした。コンクリートに染み込んだ油の臭いが鼻をついた。
「ここから始めよう」
その声に、ラフィが黙って頷いた。
ふたりが初めてここにやってきたのは５年前の冬だ。イスラエルによってガザ地区ですべてを失った二人は、合法的にエジプトからトルコを経由し、メキシコの南部タパチュラへ行き、コヨーテと呼ばれる密入国請負人と接触した。ラフィは密入国業者へ一人あたり１２，０００ドルを支払った。すべて、北朝鮮経由でハッキングした仮想通貨での支払いだ。金の出どころは、北朝鮮系ハッカー集団を通じて奪ったコインだった。アミールの手でコードが組まれ、記録は消された。彼らは、血を流さずに数字を流して国境を超えたのだ。その後、国境のフェンスを夜に潜り、陸路でアメリカに入った。
テキサスの夜空は、彼らが見たことのないほど青黒かった。低く、澄んだ深い青の美しさは、彼らの胸にいくらかの希望を与えていたが、それ以上に憎しみの強さが上回っていた。
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追記 この小説を多少説明しました。
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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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Title.
Morning table and street.
( LUMIX G3 shot )
Manhattan. New York. USA. 2017. … 4 / 7
Images.
ELLEGARDEN – The End Of The World
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My new novel.
B♭ (B Flat)
This is my ninth novel.
The following is only the first draft. I'll be revising it a lot.
(It is, of course, not the final version.)
This is a continuation of Part 6. The previous part can be found here
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My New Novel.
B♭ (B Flat)
“…What’s that?”
Ana’s question went unanswered. Amir only stared at the surface of the river.
The edge of the cloth around the body fluttered, revealing half of a man’s face—pale, rigid, and yet retaining an expression that was almost serene. So still that it was as if he were still adrift in a dream.
Professor Zakaria Haddad—
It would be some time yet before Ana learned that this was his name.
“Don’t move! Hands behind your head! Lie face down!”
The sharp, cracking voice tore through the tranquil air of the park.
From deep within the park, uniformed officers came running down the gentle slope of the grass. Some stopped, aiming their weapons in this direction, their gaze fixed squarely on Amir.
Unruffled, Amir quietly crouched beside Nadia.
“Nadia, here—keep this for me.”
He held out the sketch from earlier.
A half-open door, a curtained window, a house veiled in shadow.
Nadia’s eyes widened as she looked at him.
“Why…?”
“Because it’s not over yet.”
With that, Amir rose slowly to his feet. His gentle smile shifted, replaced by a cool, detached stare directed at the officers.
“Amir! What are you—” Ana began, moving toward him, but he glanced back briefly.
“Thank you, Ana. I could only come here because you were here.”
Those words slipped into the wind, and then he ran—kicking through the reeds, sliding over the grass, vaulting a handrail, and vanishing toward the skate park beyond.
“Cut him off! Don’t let him get away!”
Officers shouted into their radios, some breaking into a sprint.
Instinctively, Ana spread her arms as if to shield the children.
In a small voice, Nadia murmured,
“…Why is he leaving…?”
The scent of the wind shifted.
Interwoven with the river’s smell was a faint breath of damp air, drifting up from underground. Beyond it, in the construction zone between the park and the redevelopment area, a rusted iron hatch just beyond the chain-link fence eased shut with a metallic clank. When one of the pursuing officers reached the spot, all that remained were the footprints on the ground and the slightly ajar hatch.
The stench of sewage, the tang of rusted metal. A faint sound of water.
And as Amir’s shadow slipped—quietly, but unmistakably—into the depths beneath the city, the first explosion erupted far below the Domino Sugar Refinery.
The blast tore through the silence, sending a tremor rumbling outward. Ancient brick walls cracked with a sharp report. A vast plume of smoke and dust rose at once, rattling windowpanes until they burst, scattering shards in every direction. Steel beams groaned, and walls bereft of support sagged before slowly giving way. The heavy building’s collapse, steeped in history, sounded like the groan of a giant waking from a centuries-long slumber.
A few minutes earlier, a small helicopter carrying a local news crew had been flying south along the Brooklyn waterfront. The river’s surface quivered faintly; the city was not yet fully awake. Morning shadows lay neatly arrayed between the rooftops, while a line of birds traced the sky. Below, life seemed nothing but tranquil.
Off the port side, toward the low sky above Kent Avenue, a sudden pillar of white smoke rose.
“…Hold on, there’s smoke…” The female reporter’s voice wavered in the headset as the pilot tilted the aircraft. The camera’s zoom found the plume just as the refinery’s roof trembled—lifting slightly with the blast of dust—while the old brick walls split with a vicious crack. Steel beams bowed; glass burst upward into the sky like a flurry of snow.
The roar shook the air, its vibration spreading in ripples from deep within the ground. The sheer mass and sluggish surrender of the collapsing structure could be felt even through sight alone.
Peering into the viewfinder, the reporter let out a small gasp. The pilot banked gently, bringing the frame closer to the smoke.
“…Viewers, there has just been a major explosion here on the Brooklyn waterfront. The smoke is… spreading rapidly.” Her voice, caught between shock and tension, quickened as it chased the unfolding scene. The camera stayed locked on the details—the fractures in the brick, the bending of steel, the moment the glass disintegrated into powdery shards.
And before she could finish her commentary, another column of smoke erupted in the far right of the frame—this time about four miles inland, at 316 Rutledge Street Tower, just east of Broadway.
The skeletal frame of the nearly completed high-rise shook violently, sparks bursting from its joints. Concrete floor slabs sheared layer by layer, the force of their collapse cascading downward in a chain reaction. Even from above, one could see the building’s form being pulled apart by gravity.
“…This is… another building. I believe this is the Rutledge Street Tower, farther inland in Brooklyn. A second… explosion.”
The helicopter’s camera swung toward it, catching the exact moment the frame shuddered and the joints spat fire. Concrete floors pancaked, the destruction leaping from level to level in plain view from the aerial shot.
The reporter drew in her breath. “…This is a coordinated—multiple—” She bit off the rest, for a third plume was already piercing the pale morning sky.
“…A third one. North along Kent Avenue… near Wythe, perhaps? A new residential building…”
Through the zoom, brand-new windows shattered in unison, scattering bright fragments into the sunlight. Interior staircases collapsed as if seized by the wind, the framework gradually losing its shape.
The smoke soon blanketed the city, drifting out over the river. A gray curtain, its edges tinged gold by the sun, wavered in the air. Brooklyn’s colors seemed to drain away, centered on three circles of ruin.
“…The dust is… covering the city. This is…” Her voice rasped, the ending trembling. The camera showed Brooklyn’s waterfront wrapped in smoke, which spread slowly over the river, haloed faintly in gold by the sun.
“…We’re bringing you the scene as it unfolds… but this is no accidental fire. Three incidents at once—clearly intentional—” She cut herself off, quickly amending, “Details remain unclear,” because the male crew member beside her had shaken his head.
On the ground, patrons at a café along Kent Avenue had first only craned their necks to see the smoke. Fingers around coffee cups began to stiffen; smiles faded. Then came the deep bass resonance, vibrating through walls and floors, followed by a delayed tremor that traveled up their spines—at which point chairs toppled and people began to run. Glass crunched underfoot. Around the corner, reddish dust curled like a living thing, swallowing the shadows of utility poles. Coughs, children crying, hands raised with smartphones. Sirens swelled from several directions, and people scattered as though chased by the sound.
In the Manhattan newsroom, breaking-news banners flashed red, the helicopter feed filling the screen behind the anchor desk. Collapsing brick, twisting steel, glass glittering in the sun—all played again and again in slow motion, pressing the studio air heavier with each loop.
“This is clearly planned—” a male commentator began, but the anchor interjected, “We cannot confirm that yet.” Views from ground and air overlapped, burning into the viewers’ eyes the image of a city drowned in smoke.
Meanwhile, on a quiet pier on the Manhattan side, Rafi stood alone. The river was smooth as a mirror, but across the water, the skyline was losing its shape in slow motion. The distant explosions reached him like thunder in the chest, the scent of metal and cordite carried on the wind. Narrowing his eyes, he watched the crumbling city as though it were a single painting.
In the depths of his mind, another city rose—the streets of his hometown, long since buried in rubble. Charred stone walls, the scent of blood, a sky blurred with dust. The roar of bombing in Gaza had always been paired with the strange stillness that followed. In that moment when cries went silent and only the wind remained—
That silence had stolen back into his ears now.
The three buildings were performing, almost in unison, an architecture of collapse.
The roar cleaved the city’s quiet, as if to declare the beginning of Rafi’s revenge. Standing in the cold wind, he savored the way past memories and present plans intertwined. The smell of dust and smoke called forth old pain. Anger and calculation, held deep in his chest, seemed to breathe in the same rhythm.
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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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Note: I gave a brief explanation of this novel in the following video:
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iTunes Playlist Link::
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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
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3. Shots Fired at Trump Rally
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Title.
朝のテーブルと通り。
( LUMIX G3 shot )
マンハッタン。ニューヨーク。アメリカ。2017. … 4 / 7
Images.
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僕の新しい小説。
B♭ （ビーフラット）
第9弾。
以下は、まだ初稿の段階です。まだまだまだまだ推敲します。
(もちろん最終稿ではありません。)
第６弾のつづきです。以前のは以下です。
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僕の新しい小説。
B♭ （ビーフラット）
「……あれ、何？」
アナの問いにアミールは返事をせず、ただ川面を凝視した。
遺体の布の端がひるがえり、男の片頬がのぞいた。
青白く、硬直し、しかしどこか穏やかな表情すら残している。あまりに静かで、まるでまだ夢のなかにいるようだった。
教授、ザカリア・ハッダード──
それが彼の名前だったのだと、アナが知るのは、まだ少し先のことだ。
「動くな！ 両手を頭の後ろに回してうつ伏せ！」
鋭い、割れるような声が、穏やかな公園の空気を裂いた。
公園の奥から制服姿の警官たちが、芝生の緩やかな斜面を駆け下りてくる。何人かは立ち止まって、こちらへ銃口を向けている。視線はアミール、一点に注がれていた。
アミールは動じることなく、そっとナディアの隣にしゃがみ込んだ。
「ナディア、これ──君が持ってて」
彼は、さきほどのスケッチを差し出した。
半開きの扉、カーテンのかかった窓、影のある家。
ナディアは目を丸くし、彼の顔を見た。
「どうして……？」
「まだ、全部終わってないから」
そう言うと、アミールは静かに立ち上がった。優しい笑みを切り替え、冷めた視線を警官らへ向けた。
「アミール！ なにを──」
アナが駆け寄ろうとしたとき、彼は短く振り返った。
「ありがとう、アナ。君がいたから、ここに来られた」
その言葉が風に混じると、彼は駆け出した。
葦を蹴り、芝を滑り、手すりを越えて奥のスケートパークへ向かって消えてゆく。
「囲め！ 逃がすな！」
警官たちが無線で叫び、何人かが走り出す。
アナは思わず子どもたちの前に立ちはだかるように手を広げた。
ナディアが、小さな声でつぶやいた。
「……どうして、行くの……？」
風の匂いが変わった。
川の匂いに混じって、地下から湿った空気がかすかに流れてきた。その先、公園と再開発エリアのあいだにある工事用の金網の奥、錆びた鉄板のふたが、わずかに開かれ、カタンと音を立てて閉じるのが見えた。追いかけた警官の一人がその場所にたどり着いたとき、地面に残された靴跡と、かすかに開いた蓋だけが残されていた。
下水の異臭と錆びた鉄の匂い。微かな水音。
アミールの影が、静かに、けれど確かにこの街の地下へと吸い込まれていくのと同時に、静寂を破るようにして、最初の爆発がドミノ・シュガー・リファイナリーの地下深くで炸裂した。轟音と共に地響きが広がり、古びたレンガ造りの壁が音を立てて割れ始める。巨大な煙と粉塵が一気に立ち上り、窓ガラスがビリビリと震え、破片が辺りに散らばった。鉄骨の梁が軋み、支えを失った壁がゆっくりと崩れ落ちていく。重厚な建物が、歴史とともに音を立てて崩れていく様は、まるで長い眠りから目覚めた巨人の呻きのようだった。
そのわずか数分前、ブルックリンの川沿いを、地域情報番組の撮影クルーを乗せた小型ヘリが南下していた。川面は薄く揺らぎ、街はまだ目覚めきらない。屋根と屋根のあいだに溜まった朝の影が規則正しく並び、空には鳥が一筋の軌跡を描いていた。その下にある生活の気配は、どこまでも穏やかに見えた。
機体の左側、遠くケントアヴェニュー方面の低い空に、ふっと白い煙柱が立ち上がった。
「……ちょっと待って、今、煙が……」
女性レポーターの声がヘッドセット越しに揺れ、操縦士が軽く機体を傾ける。カメラのズームが煙を捉えた瞬間、ドミノ・シュガー・リファイナリーの屋根が、粉塵の噴き上がりとともにわずかに持ち上がるように震え、古びたレンガの壁が音も鋭く裂けていく。鉄骨の梁が軋み、窓ガラスが粉雪のように空へ散っていった。
轟音は空気を震わせ、地面の奥から波紋のように広がった。建物が崩れていく姿からその重さと鈍さが視覚にも伝わってくる。
カメラのファインダーを覗いていた女性レポーターが、息を飲むように声を漏らす。操縦士が小さく機体を傾け、画面がゆっくりと煙の方向へ寄っていく。
「……視聴者の皆さん、今、ブルックリンのウォーターフロントで……大きな爆発が起きたようです。煙が……すごい勢いで広がっています」
彼女の声は、驚きと緊張が入り混じって、言葉を追いかけるように少し速くなった。カメラはその場面を逃さず追い、レンガ壁の亀裂、鉄骨が弓のようにしなる様子、窓ガラスが粉雪のように散っていく瞬間まで、克明に捉えていく。
そしてまだ彼女が説明を終えぬうちに、画面の右奥で、もう一筋の白煙が爆ぜるように立ち上った。ケントアヴェニューからブロードウェイを東へ４マイルほど進んだ３１６ルートレッジ・ストリート・タワーで、二度目の爆発が起きた。まだ完成間近の鉄骨の骨組みが大きく揺れ、接合部から火花が散る。コンクリートの床板が層ごとに割れ、崩壊の衝撃が階層を伝って連鎖的に広がっていく。空から見ても、重力に引きずられるように形が失われていくのがわかる。
「……ええと、今度は別の建物です。場所は……こちら、ブルックリンの内陸側、ルートレッジ・ストリート・タワーと思われます。二つ目の……爆発です」
ヘリのカメラが慌ただしく方向を切り替え、まだ完成間近の高層ビルの骨組みが大きく揺れ、接合部から火花が散る瞬間を捉える。
コンクリートの床板が層ごとに崩れ落ち、その衝撃が階層を伝って連鎖的に破壊を広げていく様が、空撮の俯瞰からもはっきり見えた。
女性レポーターは息を呑み、
「……これは、連続した何かです。同時に、複数の……」と言いかけ、続けようとした言葉をさらに飲み込んだ。
なぜなら三つ目の煙が、まだ薄青い朝の空に突き刺すように昇り始めたからだ。
「……三つ目です。ケントアヴェニューを北に……あれはワイス・アベニュー付近でしょうか、新しい住宅ビルが……」
ズームの奥で、新築の窓ガラスが一斉に砕け、陽光を反射しながら細かな破片となって舞い上がる。
内部の階段が風にさらわれたように崩れ、骨組みがしだいに形を失っていく。
煙はやがて街を覆い、川面へも流れ込んだ。太陽の光を透かした灰色の幕が、黄金色の縁を帯びながらゆらめく。ブルックリンは三つの爆心を中心に、まるで巨大な円が重なり合うように色を失っていった。
「……粉塵が……街を覆っていきます。これは……」彼女の声がかすれ、語尾が震えた。
カメラ越しに見えるブルックリンの一帯は、三つの崩壊現場を中心に煙幕に包まれ、その煙はゆっくりと川面へも流れ込み、太陽の光を透かしながら、ぼんやりと黄金色の縁を帯びている。
「……現場の様子をお伝えしていますが……これは偶発的な火災ではありません。同時に三つ……明らかに何らかの意図が……」と彼女は言いかけ、すぐに「詳細はまだ不明です」と言葉を修正した。同乗していた男性クルーが首を横に振っていたからだ。
地上では、ケントアヴェニュー沿いのカフェの外席でコーヒーを飲んでいた人々が、最初はただ首を伸ばし、煙の方向を見ていた。カップを持つ指先が徐々に強張り、唇から笑みが消えていく。やがて重低音の余韻が壁や床を震わせ、遅れて届く揺れが背骨を伝った瞬間、椅子を倒して走り出す者が現れた。ガラス片が靴底で砕かれ、乾いた音を立てる。角を曲がれば、赤茶色の粉塵が生き物のように渦を巻き、電柱の影を飲み込んでいく。咳き込む声、泣き出す子ども、スマートフォンを掲げる手。サイレンが複数の方向から近づき、その音に追われるように人々は散っていった。
マンハッタンのニュース局では、速報テロップが赤く点滅し、背後の大型スクリーンにヘリの映像が映し出されていた。
崩れ落ちるレンガ、ねじ曲がる鉄骨、陽光を浴びて舞うガラス片――それらがスローモーションで繰り返されるたび、スタジオの空気はさらに重くなる。男性コメンテーターが「これは明らかに計画的な……」と呟くが、キャスターは「情報はまだ不確かです」と言葉を差し挟む。地上と空からの視点が重なり、視聴者の網膜に煙に沈む街並みが焼き付いていく。
その頃、マンハッタン側の静かな埠頭には、ラフィが立っていた。川面は鏡のように穏やかだが、対岸の街では煙がゆっくりと輪郭を崩していく。遠くの爆発音は雷鳴のように胸に届き、鉄と硝
煙の匂いが風に乗って漂ってくる。ラフィは目を細め、崩れゆく街並みをひとつの絵画のように見つめ続けた。
彼の胸の奥には、別の街の光景が重なっていた。かつて瓦礫に沈んだ故郷の通り。焼けた石壁、血の匂い、粉塵でかすむ空。ガザで聞いた爆撃の轟音は、いつもその後に訪れる異様な静寂と対になっていた。人々の叫びが途切れ、風の音だけが残るあの瞬間――その沈黙が、今また耳に忍び込んでくる。
三つの建物は、ほぼ同時に崩壊の美学を演じていた。
轟音は街の静けさを断ち切り、ラフィの復讐の始まりを告げたようだった。彼は冷たい風に吹かれながら、過去の記憶と今の計画が交錯する感覚を噛みしめていた。瓦礫と煙の匂いが、かつての痛みを呼び覚ます。胸に秘めた怒りと冷静な計算が、同じテンポで呼吸しているようだった。
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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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追記 この小説を多少説明しました。
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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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Taming Light #44
Hidden in the depths of space is a vast experimental light field. Advanced research is well under way to grow multi-chromatic light for the space construction industry. These light beams have a higher tensile strength, greater colour range, are easier to weld and are faster growing than the existing building material. This should mean that the housing needs of the ever growing population can be met within the next era.
Of course there have been objections to such research and there are particular worries about the long term durability and radiation hazards of this new material and its compatibility with existing construction materials. The researchers are confident that there will be no such problems and a massive and rigorous test programme is being undertaken. It is hoped that the Intergalactic Construction Standards and Planning Committee will approve a small test city incorporating the new material to be built at the edge of a nearby galaxy and monitor the progress and testing programme. If all goes well it should not be too long before colourful "Light Cities" will be seen throughout the Universe.
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Title: Windshield.
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. 😃
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Manhattan, New York, U.S.A. 2017 … 8 / 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 ]
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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.
フロントガラス。
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. … 8 / 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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✨ Exclusive Weekend Discount ✨
BERSAV brings you top-tier PBR-compatible creations designed to elevate your virtual space! With realistic textures, detailed designs, and full customization options, your world will look more stunning than ever.
🎉 Weekend Special: Wear your group tag and get an EXTRA 10% OFF! Don’t miss this exclusive deal
📍 Location: maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Alyssum%20Island/77/192/22
🔥 Why Choose BERSAV?
✔ PBR & Non-PBR Compatibility – Ultimate Visual Quality
✔ High-Quality Baked Textures & Materials
✔ Realistic Wet Soil Effects & Advanced Details
✔ Copy & Modify – Customize It Your Way
✔ Optimized for the Latest Viewer Enhancements
✨ Experience luxury, realism, and exclusivity with BERSAV! ✨
Muse - Romantic Ideas - outfit - fatpack.
ʚɞ. 16 colors for Top, Skirt, Thong, Bows, & Outlines/Straps. + 8 Fatpack Exclusive Patterns.
ʚɞ. On & Off Option for Lace, Bows & Garters.
ʚɞ. White & Black Options for Lace.
ʚɞ. Transparency options for cloth.
⟡ Body Compatibility:
☪︎ Legacy + Perky + Petite
☪︎ Ebody Reborn + Juicy Boobs + Waifus + Phatpussy
˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Taxi ----> ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ Equal 10 ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗
So my new toy is the Metabones Speed Booster. It's expensive. It's worth every penny if you (1) have a lot of manual lenses that you would like to use with, and also possess, a (2) Sony NEX camera.
I've started a thread over at Mflenses to test and document compatibility, issues, etc: forum.mflenses.com/metabones-speed-booster-test-thread-t5...
ALLISON SKIRT FIT
⊡ Weekend sale
☰ Items Included: Color Hud
⋮ 10 Colors
☰ Compatibility with:
☑ Maitreya
☑ Belleza (Freya)
☑ Slink (All) ☑ Ebody (All) ☑ Tonic (All) ☑
Signature ☑ Star Mesh Body ☑ Altamura
Hi Culties & Spookies, time for even more sales for Happy Weekend Market Place Sale!!
★ Item ★ The Nayeli boots have a western vibe with a sexy flair and lovely designs!
★ marketplace.secondlife.com/p/CULT-Nayeli-Fatpack/26435531
★ Rigged For ★ Legacy F ★ Reborn ★ Kupra ★ Gen-X Curvy ★ Maitreya X ★ Lara ★
★ Remember to always try the DEMOS!★Check for Body Type & Body MOD Compatibility★
★ Cult LM ★ maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Cult%20Coven/129/75/33
★ Cult's Social Media Links ★
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Use it to redeem 25% OFF on all 'Birth Badge' Sales this month!
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UNLEASH YOUR PERSONALITY
WITH THE CUTEST, MOST CUSTOMIZABLE CREATURE!
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Looking for a creature that’s equal parts adorable and expressive?
The Chubby Kitten is a custom-made, hand-held buddy with a soft Russian Blue fur coat and irresistible roundness.
Switch between moods and emotes, set up custom animations, or use one of 7 built-in presets (hopping, sleeping, anxious & more).
✨ Optional particle effects add a sprinkle of charm.
💬 Name it and emote using simple notecard swaps.
🐾 Perfect for adding cozy character to your world!
Previews -
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━━━━━━━━━━✦❘༻❁ CREATE Custom Animations ❁༺❘✦━━━━━━━━━━
Create your own position, rotation, and delay-based animations! Move through frames and bring your creature to life with motions like skipping, dancing, or even somersaulting! You can reattach it to different spots—have it leap between your cleavage or perch on your head to mess with your hairstyle.
- **6 Built-in Save Slots**: Save animations directly to the creature.
- **Unlimited Storage**: Export animations to notecards for infinite saves.
- **Share with Friends**: Swap animations and have matching creatures bouncing around together!
━━━━━━━✦❘༻❁ PARTICLES ❁༺❘✦━━━━━━━
Turn on cute little romantic particles to show off your animating creature even better.
━━━━━━━━━━✦❘༻❁ Pre-set Animations ❁༺❘✦━━━━━━━━━━
- **7 Built-in Animations**: Not only are there pre-made animations ready to go:
- ** Sleeping, Back Scratch, Marching, Rolling, Hopping, Flips, Fidget.
- ** You can import these presets, modify, and save as your own animation version.
━━━━━━━━━━━━━✦❘༻❁ Custom Emotes ❁༺❘✦━━━━━━━━━━━━━
Two notecards come preloaded with lots of emotes to get your creative juices flowing
Bear emotes
Bear says Valentines facts.
Easily add your own.
Simply drop a new notecard into your creature’s inventory and select the emotes you want to use.
━━━━━━━━━━✦❘༻❁ Personalized Names ❁༺❘✦━━━━━━━━━━
Rename your creature and update its emotes to match. When it speaks with "/me," the object’s name changes to your custom choice, making it feel like your character is truly interacting.
━━━━━━━✦❘༻❁ High-Quality Textures ❁༺❘✦━━━━━━━
With 2K textures ( on a PBR compatibility viewers, textures aren't PBR just high rez).
This little creature has stunning resolution— practically detailed enough to examine under a microscope!
Hold Animation - high priority anim that activates on first wearing.
'Stage' Light - cute little shining light that just covers your hand to show off your moving wee creature.
✦*✧*✦ For full customization options, refer to the "Use Instructions" notecard. ✦*✧*✦
NEW - The Pool @ Kinky Event August 28th
♥ THE POOLL ♥
DEMO AVAILABLE AT THE EVENT AND IN WORLD STORE
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ADULT
• MORE THAN 900 HQ ANIMATION
• 9 SITTERS FOR 4 ENGINES
• BENTO FACE EXPRESSIONS
• SPEED (SLOW/HARD)
• LAND IMPACT 36 LI
• TEXTURE CHANGE
DIFFERENT THEMES TO ENJOJ BY TEXTURE CHANGE.
• 2 VERSIONS INCLUDED
FACE&NO FACE
- COMPATIBILITY -
• AEROS COCK
• IT’S NOT MINE!
• THE PHYSICS COCK - THE P
• SESSION VAGINA - THE V
• VAW COCK
• VAW VAGINA
• LOVENSE - LOVEBRIDGE
• MATERIALS ENABLED
COPY,MOD,NO TRANSFER.
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• Check this item out at Lakrya's Marketplace Store ♥
◦ Compatibility :
- Maitreya Lara
- Belleza Freya Isis Venus
- Slink Physique Hourglass
◦ Hannah Mesh Top :
- Rigged Fitted Mesh
- Materials Enabled
- Copy / Modify / No Transfer
◦ HUD :
- 3 Customizable Sections
- 4 Group Tabs
- 45 Textures
- 6 Presets
- HSL Color Palette
- Show & Hide
- Alpha
- Glow
- Brightness
- Script Delete
✔ Compatibility: LEGACY, ATHLETIC, SIGNATURE GIANNI, BELLEZA JAKE.
✔ TEXTURE HUD INCLUDED.
✔ available @ MAN CAVE September 17th
➤ Barbara Shorts
⊡ 20% off for group members.
⊡ Free demo inworld.
☰ Items Included:
⋮ Christina Shorts
⋮ Hud 10 fabric colors.
☰ Compatibility with:
☑ Maitreya ☑ Belleza Freya ☑ Belleza Isis
☑ Belleza Vênus ☑ Slink Physique ☑ Slink Hourglass
☑ Tonic Fine ☑ Tonic Curvy ☑ Ebody Curvy ☑ Ebody Classic ☑ TMP
marketplace.secondlife.com/p/Unq-Barbara-Short/16371648
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⥂ Try DEMO Before Purchase ⥃
Hi Spookies & Culties, Here is your "must have these Cult Items" Weekend Shopping List!!
★ Item ★ The Vini shoes are cute and adorable and will certainly catch anyone's attention!
★ Rigged For ★ Reborn ★ Maitreya-X ★ Kupra ★ GEN-X ★ Legacy ★ Lara ★
★ Featuring Color Hud w/ 10 light colors & 10 dark colors & 3 metal colors!
★ Remember to always try the DEMOS!★ Check for Body Type & Body MOD Compatibility ★
★ Cult LM ★ maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Cult%20Coven/129/75/337
★ Cult's Social Media Links ★
View Large on Black at www.thewindypixel.com!
I wrote in late November about the last photograph I took in Mesa Verde - in a post called "A luminous goodbye." I also mentioned in that post that I was headed to Stanford to interview for a job. How prescient that title was, as I accepted that job and I'll be leaving the city of Chicago come the summertime. The intervening six months will surely bring many new Chicago photographs to the blog, as will the months afterwards - but eventually my contributions to this blog will take a turn for the Californian. I hope you will all still follow me.
In the depths of winter the sun's declination effect makes for *very* long sunrises and sunsets. This is to say that the sun's arc above the horizon is so low that it takes a much longer time for that precious "golden" hour to end - compare this to the summer where the sun sets at a nearly perpendicular angle to the horizon. I scurried about the 25th floor and the floors above to take as many photographs as I could as the sun completed its long descent. I think with today's news, a sunset image is appropriate.
Here is a view of Chicago of which I have *never* seen a photograph. Once upon a time, the 25th floor of the Tribune Tower was an observation deck, open to the public. Nowadays you need to know someone who knows someone to get here. I felt extremely privileged to get a chance to do some photography from this vantage point, and I hope I did it justice. The pavilion is out amongst the flying buttresses of the great tower and affords a sweeping view from the very heart of the mag mile. Although the Gothic stonework was higher than I could extend my tripod, I managed to hang my camera out over the edge and snap a few images. The city really deserves more places like this that everybody can visit - there is something really breathtaking about seeing the place from a new angle, especially with sunset streaming in from the west side and the river in its winter coat of ice. This one is going straight into the Gotham set as well.
I also have to say thanks to those of you who sent me your questions about cameras, HDR, etc to @thewindypixel. I think I answered those that I got. Mark, who has been contacting me as he has started to dabble a bit in HDR, asked in the comments section to yesterday's post what differences exist between the D5000 and the D90. I mentioned yesterday that the D90 affords you much greater control over the camera that does the D5000. I'll elaborate on just a few of the physical differences that I think eventually become important as you expand as a photographer. First I will say that I know a handful of people who have the D5000 and it is a sweet camera - it does just about everything you'd want for a Lilliputian price. This list is in no particular order, once you're done reading it, you'll realize that these differences aren't make-or-break for a beginner - the key is to get a camera that fits your needs/budget/skill and to get out there and take pictures - you make the photograph, the lens transmits the light and the camera is just a hunk of crap that records it.
1. The D90 includes an autofocus motor, making this camera compatible with older lenses. As the lens is the most important part of the equation - imagine the dismay on a user's face who just purchased a D5000 and wants to use their hand-me-down $2800 Nikon 28mm f/1.4 only to find out - you can't focus!!! Okay this is the number one reason - but the rest aren't in order :P.
2. D90 is more durable - we all should be careful with our toys, but you just never know. This translates into a higher guaranteed shutter count, i.e. not only is the body of the camera tougher - it's guts are tougher too. This also means that the camera uses the larger Nikon batteries which provide you with more shots per charge. Unfortunately, with both the D90 and D5000, Nikon has moved away from CF cards to the smaller SD card.
3. The viewfinder of the D90 is bigger, brighter and covers ~95% of the frame instead of a paltry ~75%. This is a big deal when you are composing.
4. The D90 can support a remote cable release and a battery grip - this is really key for HDR - keep your finger off the camera and your camera on a tripod for good HDR. Yes, the D5000 comes with a remote control release and I am *EXTREMELY* jealous of this as equivalent solutions for the D90, D300, D700, D3 etc cost hundreds of dollars. Then again, the D90 will allow you to plug in a wire release that is equally useful and also accepts things like interval timers, etc.
5. The pop-up flash on the D90 will allow you to wirelessly control Nikon flashes - this may not sound like a big deal, but people pay $200 per flash to do this wirelessly if they don't have it built in. Canon owners can only dream. UPDATE: I was wrong about this - the new Canon 7D will do wireless control - I am ignorant of its features, compatibility, etc. My mistake - thanks to Donald for pointing this out in the comments section.
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⊡ 20% off for group members.
⊡ Free demo inworld.
☰ Items Included:
⋮ Blouse
⋮ Pant
☰ Compatibility with:
☑ Maitreya
☑ Belleza Freya
☑ Belleza Vênus
☑ Slink Physique
☑ Slink Hourglass
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Apparently this special train was carrying an oil rig relocating from the south. It doesn't look much like an oil rig to me. Maybe it is the IKEA one.
April 1988, a scanned negative of special oil rig train, DF 6161-6041, Dunedin, SIMT-NZ
The lead DF was one of the original 'South Island Ten' and still has the 4-pipe brake setup on the starboard side of the headstock and two MU sockets on the nose - one 8-notch AAR standard and one 110v 10-notch system for compatibility with the English Electric DG & DI and Mitsubishi DJs that ruled the roost before the DFs arrived from EMD Canada in 1979. At the time this picture was taken, the DGs and DIs were history and the last DJs would be gone from the mainline two years later.
The 12-645 in the DF was turbocharged in the 90s - raising their 1650hp to a more useful 2400 and they still run around today as DFT (turbo) or DFB (turbo plus equipped with GE Brightstar wheelslip and loco management) variants.
Note also all the yard tracks, the four wheeled open coal wagons (including some across the road to the left side), and general busyness compared to today. The mainline on the right side of the pic was also moved left to allow the land next to Cumberland St to be redeveloped.
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GroupGift 3/4 for November- 100 % Original mesh. Compatibility : Belleza, Maitreya & Slink + 1 unriged version. Hud with 3 colors options for each parts and 4 metal options. Copy & Mod
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One of the things I love about Fujifilm's cameras is their dedication to "kaizen," the Japanese philosophy of continuous improvement. Today, Fujifilm released firmware updates for over a dozen of their more recent camera models, either to simply provide compatibility with their new smartphone companion app (long overdue kaizen!) or to update and improve the autofocus system, like in my X-T5 (shown).
This screen is always ominous and always makes me a little nervous, despite never having had a firmware update problem over the years with many, many (too many!) Fujifilm cameras and lenses (yes, lenses have firmware, too!).
Loki - Mona Starry Sweater FATPACK
♥ 14 Colors.
♥ Sweater Includes 2 Versions; With & Without Scarf.
♥ Each Sweater Includes 3 Texture Types; Solid, Light & Dark Stars.
♥ Each Color Pack Includes HUD for Texture Type & Scarf
♡ Body Compatibility:
✿ Maitreya X
✿ Legacy + Perky
✿ Ebody Reborn + Waifus
★ Taxi ---> E q u a l 10
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ELEMEN’S
Compatibility: LEGACY, SIGNATURE GIANNI, BELLEZA JAKE.
available @ FaMESHed December 1th 12PM SLT
WEBSITE TELEPORT
➤ Barbara Shorts
⊡ 20% off for group members.
⊡ Free demo inworld.
☰ Items Included:
⋮ Christina Shorts
⋮ Hud 10 fabric colors.
☰ Compatibility with:
☑ Maitreya ☑ Belleza Freya ☑ Belleza Isis
☑ Belleza Vênus ☑ Slink Physique ☑ Slink Hourglass
☑ Tonic Fine ☑ Tonic Curvy ☑ Ebody Curvy ☑ Ebody Classic ☑ TMP
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⥂ Try DEMO Before Purchase ⥃
+ GIVEAWAY OVER+
Orphic x Anthology
- Event Opens every 21st of the month at 12 pm SLT!
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[ Vivienne Layered Heels ]
Vivienne Layered Heels are fairy-core-inspired shoes with a delicate and enchanting aesthetic. Featuring an alpha map, they do not require a specific foot shape for compatibility.
The handcrafted butterfly ornament, designed by the creator, adds an elegant touch and enhances the overall value of the shoes.
The socks, available in 15 soft, desaturated colors, extend seamlessly beneath the heels, creating a unique silhouette.
✨ Single Pack Includes:
15 basic stocking colors
Shoes (Non-PBR only)
Customization HUD for shoe, butterfly ornament, logo, and stitching colors
✨ Fatpack Features:
Includes an additional 12 bonus stocking textures
Full customization of all parts
PBR texture version of the shoes (not included in Single Pack)
✨ You can purchase either the PBR or Non-PBR Fatpack individually, while the Full Pack contains everything.
✨ Try out all textures for 3 minutes in the DEMO! ✨
- Legacy, Reborn
- Giveaway will end right before Event open
1. Follow&like
2. Leave yours and 2 friends in-world ID in the comments.
If you are selected, the Fatpack will be sent to you.♥️
💎 BERSAV – Redefining High Quality in Virtual Worlds! 💎
BERSAV brings you top-tier PBR-compatible creations designed to elevate your virtual space! With realistic textures, detailed designs, and full customization options, your world will look more stunning than ever.
🎉 Weekend Special: Wear your group tag and get an EXTRA 10% OFF! Don’t miss this exclusive deal
📍 Location: maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/BLUE%20EVENT/144/115/2810
🔥 Why Choose BERSAV?
✔ PBR & Non-PBR Compatibility – Ultimate Visual Quality
✔ High-Quality Baked Textures & Materials
✔ Realistic Wet Soil Effects & Advanced Details
✔ Copy & Modify – Customize It Your Way
✔ Optimized for the Latest Viewer Enhancements
✨ Experience luxury, realism, and exclusivity with BERSAV! ✨
.::Un!q - Mila Pantst::.
⊡ 20% off for group members.
⊡ Free demo inworld.
☰ Items Included:
⋮ Mila Pants
⋮ Hud 15 Colors
☰ Compatibility with:
☑ Maitreya ☑ Belleza Freya ☑ Belleza Vênus ☑ Slink Physique ☑ Slink Hourglass ☑ Ocacin ☑ Tonic Curvy ☑ Tonic Fine ☑
@ Uber (starts 25th)
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UNLEASH YOUR PERSONALITY
WITH THE CUTEST, MOST CUSTOMIZABLE CREATURE!
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Looking for a companion that’s not just adorable but 100% YOU?
Meet the tiny creature that packs a punch of personality and customization!
Whether you want it to dance on your shoulder, nestle in your cleavage,
or simply be your sidekick, this creature is ready to bring your imagination to life.
Previews -
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━━━━━━━━━━✦❘༻❁ CREATE Custom Animations ❁༺❘✦━━━━━━━━━━
Create your own position, rotation, and delay-based animations! Move through frames and bring your creature to life with motions like skipping, dancing, or even somersaulting! You can reattach it to different spots—have it leap between your cleavage or perch on your head to mess with your hairstyle.
- **4 Built-in Save Slots**: Save animations directly to the creature.
- **Unlimited Storage**: Export animations to notecards for infinite saves.
- **Share with Friends**: Swap animations and have matching creatures bouncing around together!
━━━━━━━━━━✦❘༻❁ Pre-set Animations ❁༺❘✦━━━━━━━━━━
- **7 Built-in Animations**: Not only are there pre-made animations ready to go:
- ** Sleeping, Back Scratch, Marching, Rolling, Hopping, Flips, Fidget.
- ** You can import these presets, modify, and save as your own animation version.
━━━━━━━━━━━━━✦❘༻❁ Custom Emotes ❁༺❘✦━━━━━━━━━━━━━
Two notecards come preloaded with over 100 emotes, and you can easily add your own. Simply drop a new notecard into your creature’s inventory and select the emotes you want to use.
━━━━━━━━━━✦❘༻❁ Personalized Names ❁༺❘✦━━━━━━━━━━
Rename your creature and update its emotes to match. When it speaks with "/me," the object’s name changes to your custom choice, making it feel like your character is truly interacting.
━━━━━━━✦❘༻❁ High-Quality Textures ❁༺❘✦━━━━━━━
With 2K textures ( on a PBR compatibility viewers, textures aren't PBR just high rez).
This little creature has stunning resolution— practically detailed enough to examine under a microscope!
Hold Animation - high priority anim that activates on first wearing.
'Stage' Light - cute little shining light that just covers your hand to show off your moving wee creature.
✦*✧*✦ For full customization options, refer to the "Use Instructions" notecard. ✦*✧*✦
@ Whimsical
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★★★NOW UPDATED FOR LEGACY★★★
★★★NOW UPDATED FOR CATWA★★★
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Amazing Body Shine Materials
Included in each Pack:
Appliers for Omega Evolved
Appliers for Catwa
Appliers for Legacy ★NEW★NEW★NEW★NEW★
Appliers for Maitreya Lara (Limited Functionality!)
Key Features:
Free Tester Version.
You get a free design to test the appliers and make sure they work on your desired meshes!
All appliers in one pack.
You don't need to but several packs to use all the heads and bodies you want!
Free lifetime updates.
We will always add new features and mesh compatibility as and when we have the means and know-how to do so! And our updates will always be free! You just need to grab a redelivery!
Unisex.
We include all male and female options in one pack!
Some action shots right here:
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Catwa Uma, Catwa Gaz, Belleza Freya and Signature Gianni in the videos!
- Vermilion - Lustful Night Set MEGAPACK
• Lustful Night Bodysuit:
♥ 10 Colors + 11 FATPACK Exclusive colors w/ design.
♥ 15 Gem Color Options.
♥ 5 Metal Options
♥ Bodysuit comes with Alpha & ADD-ON.
• Lustful Night Gloves:
♥ 10 Colors + 11 FATPACK Exclusive Colors w/ design.
♥ Alpha included for Gloves.
• Lustful Night Horns:
♥ 10 Colors + 11 FATPACK Exclusive colors with Design.
♥ Comes with a Color Picker HUD for hair strands.
• Lustful Night Sandal:
♥ 10 Colors + 5 FATPACK Exclusive Colors.
♥ 2 Heel Color Options.
♥ 15 Colors for the Fur + 3 Colors for Sole & 5 Metal Color Options.
• Lustful Night Stocking:
♥ 10 Colors + 11 FATPACK Exclusive Colors w/ Design .
♥ Alpha included for stockings.
♥ Option w/ Garters included.
• Lustful Night Stole:
♥ 10 Colors + 11 FATPACK Exclusive w/ specs.
• Lustful Night Tail:
♥ 10 Colors for tip of tail + 7 FATPACK Exclusive Colors.
♥ Color Picker comes with Tail.
♦♦ Each Piece Sold Separately♦♦
♡ Body Compatibility:
✿ Ebody Reborn + Phatpussy
★ Taxi ---> Vermilion Mainstore
Hi Culties & Spookies, time for even more sales for Happy Weekend Market Place Sale!!
★ Item ★ The Tamara boots are sleek and sexy with chains and leather and would be a great addition to any boot collection!
★ marketplace.secondlife.com/p/CULT-Tamara-Fatpack/25738064
★ Rigged For ★ Legacy F ★ Reborn ★ Kupra ★ Gen-X ★ Maitreya OG ★
★ Remember to always try the DEMOS!★Check for Body Type & Body MOD Compatibility★
★ Cult LM ★ maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Cult%20Coven/129/75/33
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Probably the trickiest Halo build so far, the Banshee! It was quite the balancing act to have figure compatibility, durability, and aesthetics all in such a small and oddly shaped vehicle. Unfortunately, the Covenant version has more LBG than I wanted and the minifigure piloting cannot where any armour or extra pieces. Despite the sacrifices, I’m happy with the scale and to have these in my Halo collection!