Chris, disillusioned by the falsehoods of institutionalized music, wandered the halls of the university in search of hope. –


Nick, worried less about the trespassing charges than the looming eviction if he practiced in his apartment, played for hours in a college he didn’t attend. –


In a simple act of chance or possibly fate, Chris stumbled into Nick’s practice room. They have been playing together ever since.




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