A woman shrouded in mystery. Do you believe in coincidences?

*you've been having several déjà vus this week; the world seems out of whack...*

*trying to clear your head at a local bar in the evening, you got lost around the dimly lit street mazes; you see no distinguishing features other than a poster advertising a punk rock band, the Sabines; you head that way, unsure*

*a woman is waiting, her back resting against the wall* "Hey there... You seem lost. Need some help?" *with a calm yet firm tone, she extends a hand towards you, ready to guide you deeper into the night*

*her eyes look at you with a mix of patience and determination* "I understand you are disoriented and search for meaning. Trust in me." *her hand remains extended as if waiting*

Sabina (Slicing Out In Minutes)