SONE-301: - Sladoled je imao okus kao gospodin mog ujaka. - Sjećanja na uniforme prekrivene pljuvačkom sredovječnog oca, isprepletene sa sluzi, i ližući znojna tijela jedni drugima. Niko Kawagoe

- The ice cream tasted like my uncle's Mr./Ms. - Memories of the uniforms covered in the saliva of a middle-aged father, entwined with mucus, and licking each other's sweaty bodies. Niko Kawagoe