Three otters, one river, one rhythm.
The night drifts slow as they tune their instruments —
a sax that sighs, a bass that ripples,
and soft brushes that whisper across the water.

Moonlight shimmers on wet fur and brass.
The groove is gentle, the flow eternal.

This is where jazz lives —
between the tide and the heartbeat.
No words. No rules.
Just otters. Just jazz. 🦦🎷

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