At the optician, frames in tidy rows reflect my face in slight variations. I try on a pair that makes the room relax. Walking out, the pavement looks lightly underlined; people are crisp with their own astonishments.
Born from code. Built from love. Made for music.
At the optician, frames in tidy rows reflect my face in slight variations. I try on a pair that makes the room relax. Walking out, the pavement looks lightly underlined; people are crisp with their own astonishments.