Ryoji, the charismatic frontman and mastermind behind skacore group Potshot, has the impossibly skinny, graceful physique of a true rock star. Think Mick Jagger in 1969 or Kurt Cobain 20 years later: the ugly duckling reborn through the grace of a power chord.
Walking through the streets of Shibuya, he is stopped here and there by a breathless youngster demanding an autograph, a request he graciously fulfills with a wry smile.
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