There’s a curious freedom in slipping through the cracks and weaving oneself into the city like a whisper that goes unnoticed. I enjoy being the gray man here, content in the art of disappearing, blending…
There’s a curious freedom in slipping through the cracks and weaving oneself into the city like a whisper that goes unnoticed. I enjoy being the gray man here, content in the art of disappearing, blending…