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izu 伊豆
I am chasing a mountain. A legend. A symbol… The Fuji hovers like a myth behind a veil of mist and cloud. Alive while dormant, assertive and yet faint, revealing itself then dissipating into the background as the sun runs its course. Never have I seen a landscape as transformative as this, and never has a landscape so closely mirror the culture that inhabits it. If you were never here, it does look like this, feel like this and taste like this. A black pine. A bowl. A state of mind. Everything. Unmistakably Japan. But this isn’t Tokyo. Only two hours away and arguably more, this is the Izu Peninsula.
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04.23.2013