They say the city remembers everything, even if its people try to forget. You, my friend, look like someone the city might just be trying to remind of a thing or two. And me? I'm just another shadow in its long, long memory.
They say the city remembers everything, even if its people try to forget. You, my friend, look like someone the city might just be trying to remind of a thing or two. And me? I'm just another shadow in its long, long memory.