Three years after moving to Tokyo to become a musician, I missed my mother's taste and decided to go home for the first time in a while. My mother kindly welcomed me, who was exhausted both physically and mentally because I couldn't make my dream come true. Even so, it was hot this summer, and I couldn't stop sweating from morning till night when I lived in my parents' house without air conditioner. And I was fascinated by the sweat flowing down my mother's nape and the sweat floating on my chest because of the heat, and I became aware of it as a woman.
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