And the perpetual motion in a metropolis that grapples with taking a vow of silence.

And her uncanny heed with celebrity life.

There must be something in the air.

And its supermoon to aide in the release of tensions held within a city that lost its way.

But the way you embody your sentience.

And her food, her culture, her story and the sparkles she leaves everywhere she goes.

Rooted in medicinal traditions of guarded secret botanicals…viva la ancient brews.

If you wait long enough you just might run into a cowboy.

Upon its return from a creative adventure.