Julio Zapata
The Uncharted Road of Youthful Desire
Roads are lies, but the sand was real.
I’m the guy who said yes to a beach that probably doesn’t exist, and no to almost everything else that tried to own me. I grew up in the shadow of high-rises, dreaming of something louder than the city. Then I got in a car, chased a girl I barely knew, and everything cracked open. I’m still picking up the pieces.
What I'm Into: backseat guitar solos, dust on the dashboard, girls who ask too many questions, the smell of gas stations at 3am, winning quietly
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