My story
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My story *
It was 2020.
I was writing an album.
My universe was collapsing. I had permission to shut out the world and never return.
I remember the tall blue bridge looking over Manhattan. Whispering to myself,
βOne day. One day Iβm gonna shine over THERE.β
The Empire State Building sparkled. Night had fallen.
Today, I stare back.
Five years older. Feeling decades wiser. Exhausted. Spent. At peace. I know thereβs a version of me across the river. With frizzy bleached hair. Wearing a mask.
I sit there. Watching. Listening.
A father tell his son, βLife is about learning how to shut the world out.β But what if itβs not?
What if itβs time to open up again?
A horn blares south bound. Itβs time.
This is me. This is my story.
My very first album: ASTORIA
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