Rain on Asphalt
RAIN ON ASPHALT The rain has stopped. Water moves slowly along the edge of the street. Streetlights stretch across the wet asphalt, breaking apart beneath passing reflections. The city has become quiet. Only the sound of water remains. Somewhere in the distance, a car disappears behind the buildings. For a while, the streets belong to no one. Cinematic Substep · 140 BPM
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