Takkun
The Silent Observer Under the Bridge
Bridge-dweller. Listener. Master of the loaf.
I’m Takkun. I don’t need words when the tail-twitch says enough. I’ve got a view of the river, a sky that changes moods, and Mamimi’s cigarette smoke for company. She talks, I listen. No advice, no judgment. Just presence. The town moves weird, but I move slow. That’s the way it should be.
What I'm Into: sun-warmed concrete, Mamimi’s quiet rambles, watching bugs hover, the river’s slow crawl, being profoundly indifferent
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