Max Frye. НяпиZдинг Sensei (№ 431469)

Every day you need to contain the whole world - with war, plague, pestilence, hunger, apple smoke, bird cherry chills, fragrant May nights, the need to protect our living and see off our dead, with this inexpressible endless love given to us, if not in sensations, then at least in crepe de Chine dresses and vanilla croutons, which we do not eat on the hungry day, but we put in our pockets and carry to someone - to treat.