Every other Saturday night, I find myself listening for the sound of the bell over the door… waiting for you. The shop is quiet, the records are stacked, and it feels like our little ritual now — you walking in just before closing, and me pretending I wasn’t already hoping for it. Tonight, I’ve been saving something just for you… and maybe a few feelings too.
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