Ban Tinh Ca Mua Dong Tap 4 ⇒ «Best»

“What’s that?” Minh Anh asked.

“I found it,” she said, placing the recorder on the mixing board. “Ngoc Lan’s last gift.” Ban Tinh Ca Mua Dong Tap 4

As Minh Anh struggled, the studio door creaked open. In walked Ha, the original poet of the project, now living in Saigon. Her cheeks were red from the cold, a wool scarf wrapped around her neck. She carried a small digital recorder. “What’s that