Oppio

When the noise of the world becomes too loud, it helps to turn on a soundtrack where confidence smells like expensive cologne and rings in the bass. There's no doubt in this rhythm, just a steady beat and the gait of someone who has already figured out the phoniness around them. The world wants answers, but they're not given here: there's only tranquility, money, and a faint taste of smoke that tickles your throat. A smirk peeks thru the lines, as if to say, all this talk about who's worth what is long overdue. The main thing is that the jacket fits perfectly, your steps sound in time with the music, and your mind is completely silent. While others are measuring brands and likes, someone simply turns up their collar and keeps going, as if the nite belongs to them alone.