TST: present LUCKY M

                            CAPRICHO 🪐

I visited a human structure called a “club.” Loud rhythmic vibrations filled the space — they called it “electronic music.” Lights flashed rapidly, and the humans moved in synchronized chaos, apparently enjoying it. Time lost meaning; they remained active far into the night, energized by noise, light, and chemical beverages. It was illogical… yet strangely captivating.