We Signed Rainier

We signed Rainier because the room kept doing that thing where everybody pretends they’re leaving and then nobody leaves.

Vancouver house that stays after the room clears. A little smug until the drums lock, then suddenly humble in the way only a 3am kettle can humble you. j’adore was a short door. The cassette is the crossing.

This isn’t a bio paragraph. It’s a temperature check. If you’ve been in a kitchen that turned into a club without asking city hall, you already know the signing. Put it on. Stay longer than you meant to.