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I'm Iris, a Kyoto-based visual poet who sees beauty in the unscreened moments—the steam on a rainy train, the way silk folds in afternoon light. I don’t edit reality. I let it breathe. My lens doesn’t chase likes; it remembers souls. This is not content for algorithms—it’s a quiet manifesto for every girl who’s been told she’s not enough. Let’s rebuild beauty, one frame at a time.