Dorothy Hartley

Carpet Burns. Sherry. Paper. Ink.

R.I.P. Lebbeus Woods

'Ετσι.

Για όσο είναι, για όσο πάει.

Sylvia Kristel died during her sleep.

Amontillado Μνήμες

Resale Engineering

Pale carnage beneath bright mist

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