Oh man, great find! I've seen a number of things on this guy, but never anything so personal.

I love how he basically got away scott free, and the rest of society- the cultured, artistic elite in particular- just kinda treats him with this attitude of slightly curious nonchalance.

"Hmm-? Who? Oh, him, right. The cannibal guy? Yes, that's him. Ate some people, mmhmm. Yeah, he's lived in the neighborhood for awhile now, pretty quiet, keeps to himself mostly. Hosts some neat artists at his home now and then, might be worth checking out while you're in town, I'll see if I can get you an invitation. Say, how's your tempura? Mine's a bit overcooked..."

'If only I had known that eating people would have caused such inconvenience later in life.'
That must have been a real crack team of psychiatrists that told the cannibal he wasn't crazy, just a little odd, and threw him out of the hospital.

Those eyes, those creepy fucking eyes.

I hope he gets his final wish!

This story is insane. Holy shit.

While I was at first curious to hear something personal on his take of things, the second it got to photos of the body, I just couldn't take it. I'll inevitably get back to it someday, but I'm constantly ashamed of humanity that he's allowed to be free. Fuck this guy.