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The Trench Coat with Jun Matsumoto

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Inside each of us lives an impulse, still waiting to be named.

It lives beyond reason, beyond the roles that we take on, and beyond the names that we are given.

It may be a memory that we had all but forgotten.

Or a dream that we laid aside in our younger days.

The moment we reach towards it, it slips from view.

And just as it slips from sight, it appears once again.

Jun Matsumoto seated inside a car
Jun Matsumoto wearing an Aquascutum trench coat
Jun Matsumoto seated in the open doorway of a car
Jun Matsumoto standing in front of a car at night
Jun Matsumoto, a white horse and a car on a road at night

He seems to be gazing at the horse.

Yet it may be that, all along, his gaze has turned upon himself.

At something long forgotten. Something once left behind.

A quiet sense of beauty, grown slowly with the years, unseen by any other eye.

A sense of beauty wholly his own.