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์•จ๋ฒ” ์†Œ๊ฐœ

โ€œ์•ผ, ๋„ˆ ๋ˆ์€ ์–ด๋–ป๊ฒŒ ๋ฒŒ๋ ค๊ณ  ๊ทธ๋ž˜?โ€

์นœ๊ตฌ๊ฐ€ ๋ฌผ์—ˆ๋‹ค.

โ€œ๊ฑฑ์ • ๋งˆ, ์ƒˆ๋ผ์•ผ. ๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ๊ฑด ๋ฌธ์ œ๊ฐ€ ์•„๋‹ˆ์•ผ.โ€

์†Œ๋…„์ด ์นœ๊ตฌ์˜ ๋ง์„ ๊ฑฐ์˜ ์ž๋ฅด๋“ฏ ๋‚ด๋ฑ‰์—ˆ๋‹ค.

โ€œ์•„๋‹ˆ, ๋ฌธ์ œ๋‹ค ์•„๋‹ˆ๋‹ค ์ด๊ฒŒ ์ค‘์š”ํ•œ๊ฒŒ ์•„๋‹ˆ๋ผ ๋ฌด์—‡๋ณด๋‹ค๋„ ๋‚˜๋„ ์ง€๊ธˆ ๊ทธ๊ฑธ ํ•ด๊ฒฐ ํ•˜๋ ค๋Š” ๊ฑฐ๋ผ๋‹ˆ๊นŒ? ๊ทธ๋‹ˆ๊นŒ ๋‚ด ๋ง์€ ๋‚ด ๋จธ๋ฆฟ์†์— ์€ํ–‰์ด ํ•˜๋‚˜๊ฐ€ ํ†ต์งธ๋กœ ๋“ค์–ด๊ฐ€ ์žˆ๋‹ค๊ณ . ๋‚œ ๊ทธ์ €โ€ฆโ€

์†Œ๋…„์€ ์‰ผํ‘œ์—†์ด ๋‚ด๋‹ฌ๋ฆฌ๋‹ค ๋ถˆํ˜„๋“ฏ ๋ฉˆ์ถ”๊ณ ๋Š” ์˜…์€ ๋ฏธ์†Œ๋กœ ์นœ๊ตฌ๋ฅผ ๋ฐ”๋ผ๋ณด์•˜๋‹ค.
์นœ๊ตฌ๋Š” ์ดํ•ด๊ฐ€ ๊ฐ€์ง€ ์•Š๋Š” ๋“ฏ ํ•œ์ชฝ ๋ˆˆ์„ ๊ฐ€๋Š˜๊ฒŒ ์ฐŒํ‘ธ๋ ธ๋‹ค.
๋‹ค์Œ ๋ง์ด ๋ญ๋“  ๋‹น์žฅ์ด๋ผ๋„ ๋น„์›ƒ์–ด์ฃผ๊ฒ ๋‹ค๋Š” ๋“ฏ ์ฐจ๊ฐ‘๊ฒŒ ์†Œ๋…„์„ ์˜์•„๋ณด๊ณ  ์žˆ์—ˆ๋‹ค.
๋ถˆ์ฒญ๊ฐ์ฒ˜๋Ÿผ ์ฐพ์•„์˜จ ๊ณ ์š”์†์— ์†Œ๋…„์˜ ๋ˆˆ์€ ์กฐ๊ธˆ๋„ ํ”๋“ค๋ฆฌ์ง€ ์•Š์•˜๋‹ค.
๊ทธ๊ฐ€ ๋ง์„ ๋ฉˆ์ถ˜ ์ด์œ ๋Š” ๋ง์„ค์ž„๋„, ์˜์‹ฌ๋„ ์•„๋‹ˆ์—ˆ๋‹ค.
๋ถ„๋ช… ๊ทธ ๋ˆˆ๋น› ๋„ˆ๋จธ์—๋Š” ์–ด๋–ค ํž˜ ๊ฐ™์€ ๊ฒƒ์ด ์žˆ์—ˆ๋‹ค.
์ƒˆ์˜ ๋‚ ๊ฐฏ์ง“์„ ๋”ฐ๋ผ๊ฐ€๋ฉฐ ๋ฐฉ์•„์‡  ์œ„์— ์†๊ฐ€๋ฝ์„ ์–น์€ ์‚ฌ๋ƒฅ๊พผ์ฒ˜๋Ÿผ
์†Œ๋…„์€ ๊ทธ์ € ๋‹ค์Œ ๋ง์„ ์˜์•„๋‚ผ ์™„๋ฒฝํ•œ ์ˆœ๊ฐ„์„ ์ฐพ๊ณ  ์žˆ์„ ๋ฟ์ด์—ˆ๋‹ค.

โ€œ๋‚œ ๊ทธ์ € ํ•˜๋‚˜์˜ ๋…ธ๋ž˜๋งŒ ์žˆ์œผ๋ฉด ๋ผ. ๋‹จ ํ•˜๋‚˜์˜ ๋…ธ๋ž˜.โ€


"Hey, how are you gonna make money?โ€

his friend asked.

"Donโ€™t worry, man. Thatโ€™s not even the issue.โ€

The boy fired back, almost cutting his friend off.

"I mean, itโ€™s not about whether itโ€™s a problem or not. What matters isโ€”Iโ€™m trying to solve it too, okay? What Iโ€™m saying is, Iโ€™ve got a whole damn bank in my head. I just..."

He rushed the words out in one breath, then paused.
A faint smile appeared on his face as he turned to look at his friend.
His friend squinted one eye, confused.
He gave a cold stare that said: Whatever comes out of your mouth next better make sense.
But the boy's eyes didnโ€™t flinch.
It wasnโ€™t hesitation or doubt that held back what he was about to say.
There was something powerful beyond his eyes.
Like a hunter tracking the wingbeat of a distant bird,
finger resting gently on the trigger,
he waited in the silence,
timing the next line as if it were a bullet.

"I just need one song, one song only."

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Mastered by Benny Bennefit @ Benny.B Studio