A Passage of Colors

Tucked between two quiet streets,

a corridor blooms with neon dreams.

Chairs wait like open arms,

whispering stay a little longer,

while the ceiling spills colors

as if someone poured sunrise into the sky.

 

A hidden world painted by light,

where stories slow down

and laughter echoes brighter.

Here, every step feels like dancing

through a rainbow someone forgot to take back.

 

📍 Barrio Latino vibes — somewhere between shadows and joy.

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