The old man, whose name was Kumar, invited Kiet to his apartment, and they spent the evening listening to the album on Kumar's vintage stereo system. As the song played, Kiet felt a sense of joy and contentment wash over him. The melody was even more beautiful than he had imagined.
The old man, whose name was Kumar, invited Kiet to his apartment, and they spent the evening listening to the album on Kumar's vintage stereo system. As the song played, Kiet felt a sense of joy and contentment wash over him. The melody was even more beautiful than he had imagined.