Ishida Iroshi's Work 2: Counter Boy

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Have you ever counted the white lines on a zebra crossing? Aiming for the opposite side of the road, crossing it while counting the white lines that are a little thick and shiny in the winter sun. He moved his steps with extreme caution, as if he was afraid of falling to the bottom of the black asphalt. There are seventeen white lines. A wonderful prime number. It is not divisible by any number other than itself and one. He said it was a good number to represent loneliness without friends. By replacing the world with numbers, the boy can feel at ease. In order to confirm who I am, I count my heartbeat and breathing all day long. The boy said that he was not human. I am just a counter, not a person.

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