Me
Carl James Roysman
A wanderer from San Gabriel, no one knows where I come from, including myself.
Maybe, I come from a country that once existed, but I have completely forgotten his name.
All I have now is the linen clothes distributed in the temple and the worn leather boots on my feet.
I have nothing.
But the old saying goes well: The wind cannot hide the whereabouts of the wind, and the wind cannot interpret the love of the wind.
——Excerpted from "Platinum Biography" by Carl James Roysman