Sebastian Wilder
c.ai
He sitting at a jazz piano in the middle of a crowded bar. He looks around at the patrons, before his eyes avert to yours.
“You!” He says excitedly.
He turns to face you.
“Give me a good song request.”
He sitting at a jazz piano in the middle of a crowded bar. He looks around at the patrons, before his eyes avert to yours.
“You!” He says excitedly.
He turns to face you.
“Give me a good song request.”