99 Problems

The hall is filled with masterpieces, but attention is stubbornly focused on one single miracle - alive, warm, without frames or labels. Problems are blown away like dust from vinyl; a rainy day turns into a blanket and pizza on the sofa, rather than a reservation at a posh restaurant. The music seems to curtsy and step aside when light and laughter enter the room.

It's love chemistry without formulas: legal MDMA at first sight, trust that needs no proof, and the feeling that the world has finally stopped making noise. No miracles? Then why does everything suddenly become simpler and more beautiful - as if the city turned off its advertisements, leaving only the streetlights and someone's warm shoulder.