bud

the city like a huge magnet keeping particles around itself on an orbital track, a puffy cloud of dust, a hazy flare like the one around the sun at solar eclipse... the particles dance continuously, some leave the central mass, some return there after years of journey in the gravitational field; this is a never ending, balanced cycle... life...

after years of living in the suburb we decided to leave the american beauty for some buzz, so peti and me moved into BUD! riding the bike, chasing between the mess of cars, i haven’t used public transport for a week now. the flat is just 20 minutes from the inner city, no worry after a long lasting party...

so now we both float in miko memories all the time, kids, you’re all missed here and of course welcome for a check-in...

and as you are all able to see, we have a kitchen window!!!