MAC has left the building
I only met MAC once. It was the evening I took this photo of him. He told me about about his bar down the street. We talked about traveling around the world and meeting new people. I promised him I’d visit him in his bar the next time I came through Hiroshima. That won’t happen now as MAC has died. His memory (and the stickers and flyers with his name on them around the Koba bar) remains.