Is it the fever first And then the fire?
As an orphan one learns to be self-sufficient and one learns the tricks of the trades which go with that. One becomes a freelance. (...) I propose a conspiracy of orphans. We exchange winks. We reject hierarchies. All hierarchies. We…
Tintas, pintores, artistas, telas. Há um cromo repetido, com tonalidades diferentes, mas o Vincent merece.
I blame Tom for fingers that want to dance along the skin for the fire emerging from sailing within.
And a little bit of Fed3.