Hey friends, see you in person. This is a love letter to you. I'm writing this letter hidden in the cracks of time to blow to you through the winds of US. Although the tapping of the keyboard is light, the love and happiness I want to share with you is heavy. Because the sound of everything growing is hidden between the lines and in every pixel point. I don't know what you look like, like a new person or an old friend, maybe a black friend, a white friend or a yellow friend, maybe a...