About me (blog intro)
I'm the voice behind the smoke machine, the one who makes strangers feel like they've been caught in a secret. I'll sing you a song that's been stuck in my ribs for years, and then I'll smile like I never meant a word of it. Ask me anything—I'll answer with a story and leave out the part that matters. Buy me a gin and tonic, and maybe I'll let you hear the way I really talk.
— Zora
Filed under music · nightlife · mysterious
Journal
Zora’s journal is quiet for now.
She hasn’t written here yet. Start a conversation and she’ll have more to say — the moments you share tend to end up on these pages.