[ Space Song by the Beach House mixes in with damp and salty air ]
When sun stars to go down people start to geather in a restaurant, crammed Cups and plates and bottles start to shimmer. The whole world becomes golden for a couple of minutes. And theres dawn and you feel that you were a part of something that you’ll carry with you forever.
When sun stars to go down people start to geather in a restaurant, crammed Cups and plates and bottles start to shimmer. The whole world becomes golden for a couple of minutes. And theres dawn and you feel that you were a part of something that you’ll carry with you forever.
Shukura, Tsikhisdziri
