Man sitting at a bar, glugging away a pint. Summer evening fading.
”I’m putting it on. It’s the best song. Lyrics by Jonne Aaron.”
[Puts mobile on speaker, plays Popeda’s ”Elän itselleni”. Rough voice is singing the chorus: ”I don’t need to prove anything/ The other guy can have you/ I’m not looking back/ I’m living for myself/ You hit me to the ground/ Wounds barely healed/ I’ll get back on my feet/ That is what I always do”. Waiter walks by.]
”Popeda?”
”Yeah. Lyrics by Jonne Aaron. It’s the best.”
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