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June 2008

Red phantoms. Scarlet thread of my craze

Group of people in Mariahilfer Strasse, Vienna. That plump woman with hair standing on at her head looked rather funny. She addressed me with idea to get a few coins for drink Zhanna It was sunny spring of 1982. The university alley of apple and peach trees was all pink lace of blossoms. The air [...]