Full circle Stories

And here we are again, sitting in this old decaying theater, waiting for the show to begin. Although we are sitting side by side, I swear there is a draft. Oh. That’s just your sighs. This place is empty and I wonder why we still come here, year after year. You know they’ve built a new place? Oh, the “fuck you” face. Never mind, this place is fine. Finally, the curtain is up and for a moment, the bright lights feel so goo...