Let’s trade playlists, passport stamps, and midnight convos.

Sushi in Tokyo or pizza in Salerno? Either way, I’ll be dancing Zeibekiko or bachata before the night ends, neat whisky in hand, music up. I like deep convos that don’t need small talk, last-minute flights that turn into stories, and music that says what words can’t. If you’ve got wit, depth, and a soft spot for culture, we’ll probably vibe. Message me or better yet, surprise me.