if u r wondering, where is this girl...
she just left, as she always does.
one day later this summer i am wearing a tight black dress and my hair is lightened by the sun one day later this summer i am rushing to my family, we are on holiday the evening is warm my skin gets sensitive as it feels the cool breeze from the sea when a stranger...
This article could be given other titles, such as A scruffy city where only Italians feed you; A city in which if you do not see shit underneath, check maps, whether you are still present; A city in which if the next building falls, you paint yours orange [golden]; A city in which you know...
