Los Abrazos Rotos....
środa, 13 listopada 2013
Lee.
He shows me his paintings.They are different. They are aggressive. He asks me what I see, and I say: "You." Then he kisses me, suddenly, almost desperately holding on to me as if his life was a swamp, and I'm a blade of grass...
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