Janet Winterson. Economy light (№ 392122)
I went, tripping over slabs of sunlight the size of a city. The sun was talkative crowd with holiday music. The sun blew through the walls of houses and shaking the stairs. The sun beat time on the rocks. The sun was otstoyali the rhythm of the day.
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MegaMozg 25-04-2020 / 01:12
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