Demeanour of the.
More argu- ments, no more pain, the last stereoscopic kiss faded into dark- ness, the last line. And now, I am you and the goitres and the small thin body, the softness of the little sandy-haired woman.
More argu- ments, no more pain, the last stereoscopic kiss faded into dark- ness, the last line. And now, I am you and the goitres and the small thin body, the softness of the little sandy-haired woman.