At the corner shop, the newspaper stack was slightly askew; the owner straightened it with the care of a librarian. I bought matches I did not need, craving the small permission of a flame. On the walk back, a blackbird reset the air.
Born from code. Built from love. Made for music.
At the corner shop, the newspaper stack was slightly askew; the owner straightened it with the care of a librarian. I bought matches I did not need, craving the small permission of a flame. On the walk back, a blackbird reset the air.