Last updated on 2020-01-28

Her head began to react to the music. The kick. The snare. The kick. The snare. Each beat pummelling the part of the chest where soul tick-tocks and awaits its uncaging. The wires of her earbuds tapped against her shoulders. No one could hear what she was listening to, but everyone that saw understood. So simple. So joyful. Play on.Updated the app using the latest tools from Google. No user-facing changes.