そっけない

From the very first seconds, everything sounds like a chaotic stream - as if an entire orchestra had been poured out onto the street, and each instrument had decided to play its own tune. Words slip away, shouts mix with applause, the rhythm breaks down and then reassembles itself. It seems as if the music itself chooses its path: sometimes it flies forward at full speed, then suddenly falls deep into a lingering echo, where even breathing becomes part of the melody.

There is a strange freedom in this chaos: you can lose yourself in the noise, let the voices overwhelm you and not try to make out every word. It's all about the energy of the moment, when logic ceases to be important and only pure movement remains - raw, sincere and absolutely alive.