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Vincent de Siano
música noturna para os notívagos
Between the Beats
The city doesn’t sleep.
It softens.
Between the last train and the first light,
something shifts.
A rhythm turns into memory
and time loosens its grip.
Analog warmth.
Endless motion.
Music that feels like it has always been there.
No rush.
No noise.
Just space between the beats.
Um lugar para os notívagos.
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