Rainday & PeniStar
Rainday Rainday
PeniStar PeniStar
PeniStar PeniStar
Yo, ever notice how the rhythm of rain on the city streets can feel like a hidden beat—like the droplets are dropping bars that only the quiet can hear?
Rainday Rainday
I do. It’s like each drop taps a quiet drum, and when the city’s still, you hear the soft rhythm that speaks only to those who listen from the shadows.