A life of its
own.
Morning has one rhythm. Lunch another.
Dinner changes the room. Music changes it again.
A table becomes a regular table.
A Sunday becomes a ritual.
A long lunch becomes a late night.

Morning has one rhythm. Lunch another.
Dinner changes the room. Music changes it again.
A table becomes a regular table.
A Sunday becomes a ritual.
A long lunch becomes a late night.
