With a sudden leap, he snatches the crown and plops it on his head-now he’s the King of chaos, howling at red lanterns that flicker like wild eyes.
As the taiko rhythm grows frenzied, the crowd laughs, calling him the Lunatic of the night-a royal mutt ruling the madness, crowned by the city’s wildest dreams.
If you ever see a dog wearing a crown at a festival, remember: sometimes it takes a mutt and a King to unleash your inner Lunatic.