Everyone seems to have two faces, one for the day and one for the night.
Most of the things left for daytime are those that face the sun.
Leave it to the night, I will put it into two tree holes:
A tree hole, pointing outward.
A tree hole with permissions set so that only I can see it.
Although we, in our thirties, have a lot of experience, we still have a lot to talk about when we talk about the people and things we have met along the way.
A song, a lyric, a sentence, an article, a book, three or two people... All come together to form the title of each chapter, which is about you, me and him.
The plot is both true and false. There are wild thoughts, personal experiences, what I have seen and heard, and stories told by others. Let me tell you.
Seeing the words is like seeing the face, I hope you can also see, think, and hear.
Intention: When you meet, you sign up