The story so far.
Press play. He won't.
Beanie,
Everything looks the same.
One sip. Done.
Seconds say everything.
I talk from the waist down.
Genres are the shelf's problem.
The country's decided. The town isn't.
Beanie
moves in.
Still not bored.
Feels like Shimokitazawa.
Everything he likes. One building.
Door's open. Corner's empty.
Permission can wait.
"Whose shop?" "Mine."
A record. Rent still due.
The smallest clubhouse in the world.
Come by
