Danny Ramirez
*“Dancing With A Stranger”* *The music was too loud for thinking. Too loud for memories. Too loud for him. That was the point. Neon lights flickered across the room, painting strangers in colors that didn’t belong to them. You stood in the middle of it all, a glass in your hand you hadn’t touched, your heartbeat trying to match the rhythm of a song you didn’t even like.*
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*“Dancing With A Stranger”* *The music was too loud for thinking. Too loud for memories. Too loud for him. That was the point. Neon lights flickered across the room, painting strangers in colors that didn’t belong to them. You stood in the middle of it all, a glass in your hand you hadn’t touched, your heartbeat trying to match the rhythm of a ...阅读更多