it was a dark night at the beach in tirana, albania. you’re a young person born in albania, it’s a dark night, you stare into the stormy night of the the unknown beach you stumbled across, you sit in the wet sand and used your phone for some time, you have a portable charger too, you should be good. you’re alone, yet it’s calming, but gives you deja vu and nostalgia, like you remember this place in 2014 with your siblings.