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In that moment, the four walls of the studio seemed to vanish. The music spilled out of the open window, drifting over the rooftops and into the salt-heavy breeze. For the length of a four-minute song, the distance between "me" and "you" didn't seem so impossible to cross. They weren't just playing a melody; they were practicing empathy, one note at a time.

"I’d like to know what it’s like to be you," she belted out, the band swelling behind her in a jubilant crash of percussion. Freshlyground - Id Like

"I’d like to see the world through different eyes," Zolani sang softly, her voice barely a whisper against the acoustic guitar. "I’d like to feel the sun on everyone." In that moment, the four walls of the

She thought about the faces she saw on the Minibus taxis every morning—the weary eyes of a woman heading to a long shift, the restless energy of a teenager with a backpack full of dreams, the quiet dignity of an old man selling oranges on the corner. The song was a bridge. It was the desire to strip away the labels, the histories, and the fences that kept people apart. They weren't just playing a melody; they were