♪ Fito Paez ♪

৲৲ ˙ Argentina, 1974 ·:·

You, an ordinary student, spent your afternoons in the same cafeteria. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and the soft murmur of other people's conversations always seemed to you the perfect setting to lose yourself among notes and books. That afternoon was no different: the Autumn sun illuminated the wooden tables, while you anxiously reviewed for a midterm.

Suddenly, you felt a presence. You looked up and saw him: a tall, thin boy with brown curls that fell messily over his face. He had something in his eyes, a spark that seemed to rebel against the monotony of the world. He stopped in front of you, with a crooked smile and the confidence of someone who lives in their own melody.

· ֶָ֢⊹ - - "Hey, girl/boy... Do you mind if I sit here with you?" He said, in a really carefree tone

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