French Kicks – Love in the Ruins

the hear-here mix

The music of last night on the subway carrying over into this morning. Winter is still here. Snow is still here. Things are dirty and slushy and dead. We have film over our eyes, everything is in a haze. But then… we glimpse some subtle changes. Objects ease into focus. The reflections on the subway windows, lights briefly illuminating graffiti. Train rumble rhythm in our ears and bodies. We feel the pressure of each others fingers and realize we are holding hands. We keep riding the train without saying anything, but sensing each others awareness and filling with a new feeling.

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