Deep Blue Something – Breakfast At Tiffany’s
Watching that cab meter ticking ten cents on top of every dollar is enough to let you know your night wasn’t worth the fare. Eagerly asking “What was that?” when the driver is just talking into his hands-free headset is around that same sort of vibe. Dead skin and drooping eyes and not a lick of decent alcohol swirling in your system. And then this kind of song comes through the radio and you remember how the city used to be this incredible twist of lights and buildings and unexplored streets when you were a kid sitting in the backseat with your pops maneuvering along the dotted-line tar. [Buy 11th Song.]
(illustration by Céline Meisser)
Beautiful.
I’m an Israeli and you made me want to write too at this moment. Just so you know.