"The rain had started falling in thick sheets by the time I walked into the bar. I was soaked through, my coat clinging to my skin as if the storm had decided to make an example of me. The dimly lit room was warm, the soft glow of neon lights casting a pale reflection over the worn oak tables. I could already hear the faint sound of jazz, low and soothing, coming from the speakers. At the far end of the bar, sat an old man with silver hair and a navy-blue suit. He was leaning over his drink, his elbow resting on the polished wood, as if he’d been here for hours—maybe days. It wasn’t the kind of place you came to for a quick drink; it was a place where time slowed, where you could almost hear the seconds stretching. He had a necktie on that caught my eye. Not that neckties are rare in bars, but this one… it was different. It was deep red, with a subtle pattern of roses woven into the fabric. Not the kind of tie you just pick up from a department store, but something special—something meant to be remembered.........." That's the opening of a short atmostory and music EP. Click the link to find out what happens next... https://superstitionmountain.my.canva.site/vic-damone-s-necktie or just chill and listen to the music with your own thoughts and imagination on YouTube
