Hizashi No Naka No Riaru Uncenso — !free!

But Akira couldn’t stop. The uncenso was a drug. The sunlight was the needle. He turned the camera on himself again. Sweat dripped from his nose. His eyes were bloodshot. He looked like a man dissecting himself live.

The homeless man looked up. His eyes were the same gray as Akira’s dead monitors. “Oi,” the man said. “You filming for sympathy or for money?” Hizashi No Naka No Riaru Uncenso

You do not need a lost Flash game or a Japanese BBS account. The creators of the concept (whoever they were) may have intended this as a rather than a product. But Akira couldn’t stop

No underground movement is without critique. Detractors of “Hizashi No Naka No Riaru Uncenso” raise two valid points: He turned the camera on himself again

And for the first time, the real uncensored thing wasn’t the pain.