The gentleman of the railing
He sits where the light is warmest. A black beret at a lazy tilt. A gold disc on a braided cord. The city behind him, the croissant already gone.
Julien of Hugging Face wrote that they were upgrading the infra so they could host Le Chaton Fat. The kitten took the compliment as fact. Congrats, then: the salon is open on Solana.
Art de vivre, now with a contract address.