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Last week we shared our newest project in the apartment. You were instructed to close your eyes and imagine...
Old school. Retro. A recording studio or a radio station. In the lounge, a few people sit in chairs, watching the unlit "On Air" box, waiting for it to come to life; waiting to catch a glimpse of the music being made inside. A man in a suit lights a cigarette and waits patiently to hear the velvety voice of the woman on the other side of the wall.
The box flickers on. Bright red letters spell out "ON AIR." The man in a suit sits back in his chair and the music starts to play...
Remember that?
