
by 本物NoreMac
you take a step outside your hotel room.. the smell of commerce, entertainment, and cigarettes fill your lungs.. no friends, no enemies, no obligations. The shimmer and shine of the lights dance like burlesques across your eyes. The sound of slots, and shuffling of cards, and rolling of dice are calling you.. Late night love, drifts through dim streetlights… and somewhere beyond the glow, the city keeps moving without us. You make your way down the escalators and realize, the night is all yours." _____________________________________________ Originally Released on Valkyrie Tapes for Digital/Tape (Sold Out) - valkyrietapes.bandcamp.com/album/12-53am Dragoon: dragonflow.bandcamp.com